No Future Freestyle

Heard I'm getting money
Ouhh I think she like me
Said she like my fragrance
Make her wanna bite me
Side piece gotta side piece (Yeah)
They do 69 things, ouuhh
When I say get nasty, please don't take it lightly boo

NO FUTURE

But they gone' think I won a Grammy
Step in the room, niggas panic
Bitch I'm too fly I can't land it
Ima big dick bandit
Hit from the back I do damage
Penthouse view panoramic
I think she wanna start a family

She wanna mommy make over, flew her to Dr. Miami
Glock 40 on me that's the toaster, shit come in handy like Mandy

Fuck you talkin, I'm back on my shit

Stop politicking, go get off my dick
50K on a flip, woke up and I was feeling like Mitch
Stop capping, ya not outside ya ain't active

Put a chip in the hood make it go faster
Caught a chip in your hood, caught bout' 3 bastard
Shots in his back, had ya boy gasping
Sent the wrong niggas your home address
I'm counting bands on your hoe mattress
They be like sheesh why you blacking
I'm just tryna fuck bitch it's no passion
Niggas be cap, no action
I made 30 bands, straight backends
Used to sleep on the floor, that was back then
Now the bed sheets straight satin
BNB for a week in Manhattan

I'm telling Siri to play BOP FLOOR
While she arching her back and then cheeks clapping

Fly like a Pegasus
Caught two W's off a E now we wrestling

I've been floating like gravity don't exist
223 Gonna rip through his cartilage

Jam the chip in the spot and it never clip running up bands since a adolescent
Baby girl I can't open up, but if you love me can you please open up a checkings

I'm talking whole lotta eeneeneen's
We was them niggas in school wilding made teachers go call the deaneeneen
Had no option but to get it poppin now all of my bitches on fleekytin
Told my momma that we on to better things and that's word to me

That's word to me

I Had some problems
So I had to solve them
So I had to really go hop in my bag
Now when I pull-up these niggas be mad
Walk past security fuck is a pass

Niggas was hating laughed behind my back
Thought that I lost it fell off and got trash
Thinking of a master plan rolling gas
Think that I'm full of it, don't know the half
They do not want it now, at least 500 now
If you wanna hear Lami Cruise on the track
I cannot vouch for these that's trash
Laughing so hard I can't asthma attacks (Woah)
I hit the dance on em, fuck around might throw my mans on her
(Like woah)
I hit the dance on em, strip club throwing bands on em like
Every-time I hop on a track they like Cruise why you had to swag it like that
Baby girl I can't dwell on the past
Whatever we had, we had
Now I'm out here spending a bag
Used to be out here spending my last
You smoking booboo
I spent your rent on some gas
Pull off in a jag
Ops be mad