fuck you mean

Singer:futuristic

hey

hey

y'all don't really want it

fuck you mean

nigga? fuck you mean

boy?

wtf gang

ball

ball

aktion on the beat

yo

tank on

tats out

with the chucks

boy

snapback

cargos sagging

don't give a fuck

boy

grown ass man

nigga

what boy? fuck boy

ask me how i feel about you rapping? you suck

boy

dressing like you touch boys

uh oh

goddamn

tryna get my pockets hella fat

like roseanne

batman

no robin

bad boy like rodman

and my name is future

but that don't mean i'm an odd man

get it? odd future

okay

my girls are like the zumiez brand

all they do is obey

white twins

nickname them cocaine and snowflake

got four girls that roleplay and they all go both ways

older chicks said i was a little rascal

i said otay

i'm in the game and y'all niggas get no play

i'm in the game and i kill shit

like oj

i run the game and you don't

no legs

or broke legs

you gon' need both legs

a pogo

a scooter

a jet

and a moped

to catch up to future

you gon' need a snowsled

a skateboard

a jet ski

a bike with 'bout four pegs

all of these go heads are not really into ya

red dot on forehead

like you are from india

aim at my target and i am not missing ya

like a fat man in skinny pants

boy

i'm ripping ya

fuck you mean

nigga? fuck you mean

boy?

i don't think they want it

they don't really want it

why every rapper tryna be like me?

call them mike tyson with the style

cause they bite me

my flow is colder than an ice

your wifey? i toot it and boot it like i was yg

you tryna fight me? jealousy's a bitch trait

i been saying y'all suck

that's the name of my mixtape

i been frosting flakes great ever since the fifth grade

flows leave them dismayed

i'm sharper than a switchblade

skip lames

i do my own shit

i got a band

now you tryna duplicate the sound beating pots and pans

girls repping for the gang done forgot their man

got a lot of fans

throw up the dub with a lot of hands

not again

i heard some nigga say

i had to do it

acting stupid

tryna rap like future

you fucking doofus

i got that sauce

you can stick up with that swaggering

before i spit that acid at you like a broken battery

fuck you mean

boy

it's futuristic

holler back

now a days these rappers talk 'bout money

hoes

and popping tags

that's cool

i'm down with that

models with those bodies like an hourglass

fresh like i walked out of the laundromat

fly

i need a launching pad

you not fly

ostrich ass

broke niggas wanna hop up on my fucking couch and crash

they say

count your blessings

i'm too busy counting cash

ball hog

no nash

never see me bounce a pass

she bounce that ass for me and the squad

really though?

she was smart

she gave me all that brain

now she's a silly ho

gave her some young money

she liked my a milli flow

colder than a dairy queen bar

what's the dillio?

killing those other rappers that you probably like

i'm on another level

you should probably take a hike

they say

you hella nice

april fool's

psych

hey

you sound just like that guy

no

we are not alike