Rent Money (Explicit) - Future

Written by：Nayvadius Wilburn

Super

They go crazy

Yeah

They comin' in and out in and out in and out

Trap spot boomin'

Got the money comin' in it ain't no issues

I just a f**ked a rapper b**ch I should diss you

Got the Mac 11 cocked it got the kick too

Servin' niggas 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 b**ch I should diss you

She sucked my dick she came home I bet she kissed you

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 geekin' 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 b**ch I should thank you

Yah I was sippin' my codeine from the beginnin'

She jocked my whole team she seen who's winnin'

We light Liv up on a Sunday come see us livin'

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 tryin' 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 holdin' back

On my Usain Bolt sh*t I ran up me a sack

F**kin' 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 sh*t so it's f**k school

I'm blowin' 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 b**ch I was on a ** deal

I f**ked a rapper b**ch I was on a ** deal

Got the money comin' in it ain't no issues

I just a f**ked a rapper b**ch I should diss you

Got the Mac 11 cocked it got the kick too

Servin' niggas 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 b**ch I should diss you

She sucked my dick she came home I bet she kissed you

I f**ks R&B b**ches 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 goin' insane now it's f**k you

I let my brother f**k your b**ch he got the dog food

I damn near get half a ticket for a walk through

I f**k dem Super Bowl b**ches down in Houston

I got this westside freakin' like boostin'

I built my empire up like Lucious

Ayy gimme pounds gimme bricks I'm a nuisance

I make the blogs with ya b**ch cause I'm ruthless

I make the blogs with ya b**ch cause I'm ruthless

Yah I get cash money like I'm Mack Maine

I just put a rapper b**ch on game

I be smokin' rapper w**d with my gang

I just slam dunked ya b**ch hall of fame

Got the money comin' in it ain't no issues

I just a f**ked a rapper b**ch I should diss you

Got the Mac 11 cocked it got the kick too

Servin' niggas 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 b**ch I should diss you

She sucked my dick she came home I bet she kissed you

I f**ked this R&B b**ch I should thank you yeah

Ni**a with yo loud a** bruh

Yo what's going on E

The Big Frank Dog

I know you be trippin' bruh

I just got this lil god damn hoe with me bruh

Let me get a gram right quick smoke that hoe out right quick

A gram Man if you don't get yo a** up outta here ni**a

Get that ni**a a** up outta here man

Ni**a talkin' about he want a gram

What you wanna Grammy

Boy you trippin' you trippin' bruh

Let me leave with a bag then I'm good for it

You a got damn fool I can't do nothin' with no god damn $10

Get yo a** on outta here man

Try to come up here for no damn gram ni**a

That's candy money ni**a

A gram