Good On Love (with Future)

Ate up and I'm gassed up
Really transform, geeked up
Don't ever go to sleep he just brainstorm
They say more money more problems
But no I ain't stoppin, ain't beat us, still havin
them runs
You better pray to God cause he hits
I run it up, I'm good on love cause I'm on drugs
He move exotic pounds
Tell lil bruh' Nem gon slime em out just
because
If you kill a street nigga get a dime
If you kill a rap nigga get a dub
I got rich I was bleeding some rhymes
Never gon tell when I met all these drugs
Red key no Cardi B, I ain't pullin up robbery
Fuck nigga ain't hard as me
Every nigga around me cut throat
You must ain't never seen red before
All my life grew up in the trap
While my great grandma sell dope
Nigga can't get rich so he got X'd out, shit
The J's still gon roll
Couple of my family members turned zombie
niggas
Watched my uncle get on that dope
Get you high, get the tripping
One second, I hopped out switch
Ever hit the whole clip one blow?
Never fed on a mission when it comes to
spinning
Made niggas regret if it's speaking on Coke
Smokin on who? Just let me know
Smoke your crew, unlimited smoke
Who running shit? Who done it?
Run with the killers, hang with the zombies
High as a star, my pocket blue hundreds
Just like a rockstar on a mission nigga
Rock out bitch I won't crumble
Bitch I beat your head, that's a dead man,
don't even miss it
Upgraded my gun cause I'm switchin' em up
He was boujee as hell, now you pickin him up
I run it up, I'm good on love cause I'm on drugs
He move exotic pounds
Tell lil bruh'nem gon slime' em out just
because
If you kill a street nigga get a dime
If you kill a rap nigga get a dub
I got rich I was bleeding some rhymes
Never gon tell when I met all these drugs
Red key no Cardi B, I ain't pullin up robbery
Fuck nigga ain't hard as me
Every nigga around me cut throat
You must ain't never seen red before
All my life grew up in the trap
While my great grandma sell dope
Nigga can't get rich so he got X'd out, shit
The J's still gon roll
Pluto
I ran it up, I'm good on love cause
I'm good on drugs
Posted up with Crips, posted up with bloods,
all of the above
Kill a street nigga get a Rolex
Kill a rap nigga get a Richard Mille and a buzz
Turn all the bags to the murderers, the drillers
And killers who wettin' shit up
I'm so cool in the hood with the hitters
In 93°F weather can't have much of chillers
I been movin' real swift with the substance
Came out that mud now my diamonds invisible
I maneuver around the continent
With some real ones that's takin' shit digital
Comin' up where I'm from, it's a miracle
In the slums in a foreign vehicle
Changin' murder rate up like the climate
Different countries these bitches be flyin' in
Drinkin' poison, we livin' and dying
You be yankin that shit talking diamonds
Send a blitz like a defense alignment
In the trap with the demons and lions
You a real when they kill you for lyin'
Kick a bitch out the funeral for crying
I run it up, I'm good on love cause I'm on drugs
He move exotic pounds
Tell lil bruh' Nem gon slime em out just
because
If you kill a street nigga get a dime
If you kill a rap nigga get a dub
I got rich I was bleeding some rhymes
Never gon tell when I met all these drugs
Red key no Cardi B, I ain't pullin up robbery
Fuck nigga ain't hard as me
Every nigga around me cut throat
You must ain't never seen red before
All my life grew up in the trap
While my great grandma sell dope
Nigga can't get rich so he got X'd out, shit
The J's still gon roll