F&N Future

[Part I]

[Intro]
808 Mafia
Fuck around, parked the 'Vette and didn't even get back in it
ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob

[Verse]
Redbone bitch, yeah, like Hi-Tech, yeah
How do I dress? Yeah, like my flesh, yeah
Soon as I roll up, put my doors up
Go'n head, pour up, rolled a few O's up, let's go
Four by four, that tall shit, let's go
I jumped in a Spider with a tall bitch, let's go
I told 'em we good out in Baghdad, let's go
I'm Frank Lucas and Mad Max, let's go
I'm high from yesterday
Put 'em on bean, yeah, put 'em on all the schemes, yeah
Put 'em on lean, yeah, they whippin' them new machines, yeah
By any means, yeah, we gotta clear out the scene, yeah
I just took an AK to a dinner date
I just put some VVs in a Richard face
And the presidential is a day-date
Hit 'em with that chopper first, Ray J
I'm a well-known nuisance and my bitch bad
Pop one Perc', then you lean like kickstand
Skeleton AP, that's a wristband
All these niggas shaky, might as well dance
I don't trust him, we gon' dust him, that's on Taliban
Big foreign truck, it's lift up like an avalanche
I'll teach you how to finesse for some big bands
I got so many white bitches, Ku Klux Klan
I come with the pharmacy, come with the yopper, no harmin' me, no, no
Put a lil' hit on your head, they comin' to get you, they slicin' your throat
Put a lil' bitch in the bed, we goin' digital, wipin' her nose
M.O.H., money over hoes
I got that H in front of the lil' boat
Got dog food and it's for the low
I'm with thoroughbred standin' at the store
In expensive threads, head to the floor
I know they talkin' shit 'cause they some hoes
You know them FN bullets go through doors