Future – Bi**hes Gone Tell Lyrics

(Verse 1)
Selling bricks on deck like Jackie Chan
Got them hoes on deck like shoestrings
With a brand new Lambo shoestring
I’m a gutter ass ni**a I don’t do caine
Got a whole lot of Autotune on it, no T-Pain
36 O’s in the whip, no keychain
Young ass white bi**h, Amy Grant, ni**a
Young rich ni**a hanging with penitentiary ni**as
Motherf**k the feds, f**k Illuminati
Ni**a we ain’t scared, this a kamikaze
Order more bi**hes, order more bottles
We doing this s**t, we might not see tomorrow
Two hundred bi**hes from Paris on my timeline
They might have went all the way this time
Treat a ni**a like a one of a kind
Diamonds hanging, I’m in Sierra Leone
F**k with a rich ni**a if that’s what you want
Come f**k a rich ni**a, that’s what you want
Ace of Spades and kush, oh that’s what we on
You ni**as trying to buy me? Know they some clones
Drink your molly, mix it all on up
These Persian bi**hes know they all want us

(Chorus)
I won’t trust these bi**hes, these bi**hes gon tell
We don’t trust no snitch around
None of these bi**hes, these bi**hes gon tell
I’m a hood ni**a straight out the motherf**king gutter
I serve the whole bail
Motherf**k these police, ni**a, my ni**as they shooting at 12
Motherf**k these police, ni**a, my ni**as they shooting at 12
We don’t carry no snitch around
None of these bi**hes, these bi**hes gon tell
I’m a hood ni**a straight out the motherf**king gutter
I serve the whole bail
Got the molly, got white
Got the lean, got the kush
Got the purp and the pills

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