Future – Rent Money Lyrics

(Intro)
Super!
They go crazy
Yeah
They coming in and out, in and out, in and out
Trap spot booming

(Chorus)
Got the money coming in, it ain’t no issues
I just a f**ked a rapper bi**h, I should diss you
Got the MAC-11 c**ked, it got the kick too
Serving ni**as like Doughbeezy in my house shoes
Ya baby mama f**k me better when the rent’s due
I just a f***ed a rapper bi**h, I should diss you
She s**ked my d**k, she came home, I bet she kissed you

(Verse 1)
Treat me like I’m Al Capone, ni**a, f**k you
John Gotti, Illuminati, ni**a, f**k you
I put a middle finger up, because, f**k you
This money got me geeking up, ni**a, f**k you
Red bottoms with the fur like Frank Luc
I bought some VVS and she caught the chain flu
I f**ked this R&B bi**h, I should thank you
Yah, I was sipping my codeine from the beginning
She jocked my whole team, she seen who’s winning
We light Liv up on a Sunday, come see us living
This for my dogs on the one way in penitentiaries
Send a direct hit, you gotta pay attention
I just lit my wrist up, I need some more attention
She didn’t wanna play fair, I put her on suspension
I put a key on Greyhound now I’m in a new dimension
Offered her 25, keep trying to take some of my percentage
I was petrified you know my right wrist authentic
I get glorified, that Richard Mille cost 250
I’m a big dog, it ain’t no sense in holding back
On my Usain Bolt s**t, I ran up me a sack
F**king with them strippers all in G5
And as soon as the club closed we board the G5
I got scammers and junkies lined up on each side
I got five percent tint on each side
I tried to make it outta school on the East Side
I’m on my Nicky Barnes s**t, so it’s f**k school
I’m blowing money real fast like Big Meech crew
I like my hundreds stacked up, I like em neat too
They come in stuck together when they in the wrap still
I f**ked a rapper bi**h, I was on a drug deal
I f**ked a rapper bi**h, I was on a drug deal

(Chorus)
Got the money coming in, it ain’t no issues
I just a f**ked a rapper bi**h, I should diss you
Got the MAC-11 c**ked, it got the kick too
Serving ni**as like Doughbeezy in my house shoes
Ya baby mama f**k me better when the rent’s due
I just a f***ed a rapper bi**h, I should diss you
She s**ked my d**k, she came home, I bet she kissed you

(Verse 2)
I f**ks R&B bi**hes, should thank you
Them bricks coming in like the John Doe crew
They put a number on your head, they tryna stank you
I’m bout to take em out the game, ni**a f**k you
They got me going insane, now it’s f**k you
I let my brother f**k your bi**h, he got the dog food
I damn near get half a ticket for a walk through
I f**k dem Super Bowl bi**hes down in Houston
I got this Westside freaking like boosting
I built my empire up like Lucious
Ayy gimme pounds, gimme bricks, I’m a nuisance
I make the blogs with ya bi**h cause I’m ruthless
I make the blogs with ya bi**h cause I’m ruthless
Yah, I get cash money like I’m Mack Maine
I just put a rapper bi**h on game
I be smoking rapper weed with my gang
I just slam dunked ya bi**h hall of fame

(Chorus)
Got the money coming in, it ain’t no issues
I just a f**ked a rapper bi**h, I should diss you
Got the Mac 11 cocked, it got the kick too
Serving ni**as like Doughbeezy in my house shoes
Ya baby mama f**k me better when the rent’s due
I just a f**ked a rapper bi**h, I should diss you
She s**ked my d**k, she came home, I bet she kissed you
I f**ked this R & B bi**h, I should thank you, yeah

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