Havin’ It Future (Ft. Maceo)

[Intro: Maceo & (Future)]
Yeah, hey
(We really havin' paper)
Lil Mexico shit nigga
(I'm talkin' bout we havin' real bands in this shit, you dig?)

[Chorus: Future]
Yeah-yeah, we havin' it, we havin' it, we havin' it
We havin' it yeah, we havin' it yeah
I got a check and I'm havin' it
I got a check and I'm havin' it
I got the gas and I'm havin' it
I got the gas and I'm havin' it
You drank and havin' no check
You basically havin' no check
And now we gon' aim at your flesh
And niggas gon' aim at your chest
We studied how to sell us some crack and then we had learn to finesse
Lil Mexico playin' with bails, Lil Mexico playin' with bricks

[Verse 1: Future]
Fuck all that social media, I leave it up to the kids
We go to lunch at Cheetah then we go back to the six
I know the tricks of the trade, I wanna hit me a lick
Lionel Richie to a bad bitch
50,000 on a bad bitch
Keep a .5 in a mattress
Fuck that bitch, she a savage
Gold digger, she a savage
I'ma pass her to the savage
Tom Fords on everyday
Upper Echelon everyday
Get the funds on everyday
I cash out, no layaway
Real one, no fame daddy
We gon' get into all the fame daddy
Patek Phillipe in the plane daddy
Got the gang-gang in the plane daddy
Styrofoams and some red bottoms
50,000, the feds got it
Real diamonds, yeah, real diamonds
Pop a seal, hope you feel better