Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Future
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Joshua Luellen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Southside
Producer
Seth Firkins
Mixing Engineer
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Super Future
Hey, you know how I rock it
[Verse 2]
I’m tryna fuck the DA lady in her mouth though
Hit some R&B shit on the jet though
I got stacks on me, got stacks on me like Alpo
Just a young ass ****, I was dead broke
Fuck that fake shit, ****, fuck that fraudulent pretendin'
Got young Doolie on the body and I really do miss her
Let’s flip that clip and spray that bitch for big daddy
Let’s flip that clip and spray that bitch for big daddy
[Verse 3]
Punchin' on the gas, I done rented me a bag though
Two hunnid on the dash, baby, this is not a Jaguar
You don’t have to ask, keep that hammer on me, MC
You show these **** love, and they gonna show you a barrel
It’s Taliban gang, we in a whole ‘nother era
Our money ain’t the same, I’m in a whole ‘nother bracket
It’s five thousand or better, what I spend on a jacket
Finesse a **** momma, in the hood, when I’m trappin’
Prayin' 'bout this karma when I count up my Franklins
These **** don’t want drama, they some federal agents
Run inside your house for them coke leaves
They gon’ shoot you in the head if you the police
[Verse 4]
I’m tryna fuck the DA lady in her mouth though
Hit some R&B shit on the jet though
I got stacks on me, got stacks on me like Alpo
Just a young ass ****, I was dead broke
Fuck that fake shit, ****, fuck that fraudulent pretendin'
Got young Doolie on the body and I really do miss her
Let’s flip that clip and spray that bitch for big daddy
Let’s flip that clip and spray that bitch for big daddy
[Verse 5]
They got my dawg, violate a hunnid bodies
I’m ‘bout to cash out on a new Bugatti
I’m ‘bout to pay the police off, John Gotti
They mixin’ Actavis in with the molly
Pull a half a million dollar car up in the projects
You **** wanna go to war, it’s like in ISIS
That bitch gon’ fuck your homeboy ‘cause she triflin’
They got my lil’ one down the road on the hummy
He got Freebandz tatted ‘cross his stomach
I’m ‘bout to smash the prosecutor and the attorney
And I’ve been hustlin’ long time, on a journey
I wake up, go and blow a dime off in Barneys
[Verse 6]
I’m tryna fuck the DA lady in her mouth though
Hit some R&B shit on the jet though
I got stacks on me, got stacks on me like Alpo
Just a young ass ****, I was dead broke
Fuck that fake shit, ****, fuck that fraudulent pretendin'
Got young Doolie on the body and I really do miss her
Let’s flip that clip and spray that bitch for big daddy
Let’s flip that clip and spray that bitch for big daddy
[Verse 7]
I’m tryna fuck the DA lady in her mouth though
Hit some R&B shit on the jet though
I got stacks on me, got stacks on me like Alpo
Just a young ass ****, I was dead broke
Fuck that fake shit, ****, fuck that fraudulent pretendin'
Got young Doolie on the body and I really do miss her
Let’s flip that clip and spray that bitch for big daddy
Let’s flip that clip and spray that bitch for big daddy
Written by: Joshua Luellen, Nayvadius Wilburn