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'Sack' Lyrics - Future & FreeBand Gang
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(Hook)
I said bitch I got that sack, bitch I got that sack
And I told that strapped nigga better backpack
I said bitch I got that sack, bitch I got that sack
And I told that strapped nigga better backpack

(Verse)
I said you fuck a nigga, you fuck a nigga
Up and down nigga, better run nigga
Better duck nigga when them hammers bust nigga
Youngins on that swerving shit and low pullin triggers
Fuck who over there, it’s shooters over here
Them choppas getting to flyin better move from over there
No shootin in the air, we’re aimin at yo head
Sushi in yo dome, til pussy ass dead
I said bitch I got that sack, bitch I got that sack
And I told that strapped nigga better backpack
You ain’t dope, holding 30, do a nigga dirty
The youngins got my back nigga, I ain’t never worried nah
I say turn up turn up turn up turn up
Turn up turn up turn up turn up
You been the runner, run up run up run up
Turn up turn up turn up turn up
Boy I live in that gutter gutter gutter gutter
Pull a nigga in all that wuddup

(Hook)
I said bitch I got that sack, bitch I got that sack
And I told that strapped nigga better backpack
I said bitch I got that sack, bitch I got that sack
And I told that strapped nigga better backpack

I said bitch I got that stack, bitch I got that stack
Bitch I got that stack ‘cus I won’t run with that sack
I said bitch I got that stack, bitch I got that stack
Bitch I got that stack ‘cus I won’t run with that sack

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Automatic swag, got a automatic whip (let’s go)
Automatic flexin, how you do that? I got bills (I got bills)
Young Scooter, I got automatic clientele (automatic clientele)
2000 pounds of swag, one day that’s automatic

Automatic money man, my shit don’t got pressure
You know around my wrist automatic VVS’s
Deuce in the pot, that’s an automatic force
Foreign pulling up, black amigo here we go, let’s go
Stupid all 6’s, on the coupe sit low
55 the speed limit, we’re going 124
I’m automatic smashing, jigging cabin pulling on
Black amigo gang, yeah my campaign strong.

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'No Favors' Lyrics - Future & FreeBand Gang
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(Hook)
No favors for these rap niggas
Studio for my trap niggas
Million dollars on the cap nigga
Take the Benz and run laps nigga
You take the Benz and run laps nigga
Take the Benz and run laps nigga
No favors for these rap niggas
Studio with my trap niggas
Million dollars on the cap nigga
Take the Benz and run laps nigga
We take the Benz and run laps nigga
We take the Benz and run laps nigga

(Verse)
Purple with my trap niggas, New Mexico on the map nigga
No skinny jeans I’m a fat nigga
We take the Benz and run laps nigga
I’m from the city but I’m a cap nigga
One time for my cap niggas
Big pimp, is there a count nigga?
So scream is on so I’m strapped nigga
I take the Bouton and my Louis Vuitton
8 air and that’s a homerun
I’m startin today with my long journey
I’m in the kick, I’m cookin Long John
I got a bitch and she on one
That new Porsche I own one
I hitman my homeboy
Free bands! We on boy
I ain’t need this shit, I own boy
Trigger finger’s itchin
So you better watch your tone boy
Pussy draws on 2 legs
Then get you high pitched like a song boy
Fuck you and yo homeboy
Fuck your favors for a song boy

(Hook)
No favors for these rap niggas
Studio for my trap niggas
Million dollars on the cap nigga
Take the Benz and run laps nigga
You take the Benz and run laps nigga
Take the Benz and run laps nigga
No favors for these rap niggas
Studio with my trap niggas
Million dollars on the cap nigga
Take the Benz and run laps nigga
We take the Benz and run laps nigga
We take the Benz and run laps nigga

(Verse)
Heard stories bout y’all rap niggas
Damn right it’s gon catch niggas
Been here, mill set nigga
I ain’t even gotta rap nigga
I can get a mill packed, turn the studio into my trap nigga
Damn right I’m strapped nigga,
You don’t wanna be that nigga
Getting bags of money, call the truck
For one girl it’s enough
She got an apple bottle call it mac
I should’ve not used your rack
And I don’t fuck with no raps
Not a snitch nigga, none these regular bitches
Not allowed in the truck
I’m getting truck loads in, million dollar caps
All the money mine, that’s a million dollar left
And I’m takin pictures, I already know
Rap callin fo but I ain’t gotta know

(Hook)
No favors for these rap niggas
Studio for my trap niggas
Million dollars on the cap nigga
Take the Benz and run laps nigga
You take the Benz and run laps nigga
Take the Benz and run laps nigga
No favors for these rap niggas
Studio with my trap niggas
Million dollars on the cap nigga
Take the Benz and run laps nigga
We take the Benz and run laps nigga
We take the Benz and run laps nigga

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'A1FBG' Lyrics - Future & FreeBand Gang
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(Hook)
Ferrari you ain’t seen, and the camouflage green
Ran up on the plug, I buy Porsches for the team
Now everywhere we go, we bring them choppas with the beams
Got a bad bitch who follow, mixin molly with the lean
She stay geeked up, and that pussy wet as fuck
I let the pussy drop, them 40’s fuck em up
We done hit so many licks, the city know we up
A1FBG, we don’t give a fuck

(Verse)
Wrapping up a diamond brick, wrapping up a dollar bill
Take all the jewels off, take all your jewels off
This a robbery, no man, I’m a street nigga, I want you know it’s me
You a pussy, you football went to college, so I’ma take your brick
Pulled off the Rari, run around the corner
And I hit another lick
FreeBand, killing it, and we known for taking bricks

(Hook)
Ferrari you ain’t seen, and the camouflage green
Ran up on the plug, I buy Porsches for the team
Now everywhere we go, we bring them choppas with the beams
Got a bad bitch who follow, mixin molly with the lean
She stay geeked up, and that pussy wet as fuck
I let the pussy drop, them 40’s fuck em up
We done hit so many licks, the city know we up
A1FBG, we don’t give a fuck

(Verse)
That big Hummer truck, and that camouflage green
Got them bands wrapped up in the camouflage T
Put a bit of poof on the J jay, put a fork in the liter
Man get geeked up, I got crusts on the table
Nah I ain’t talking bout jewelry, now I’m talking bout yo mollies
Young niggas getting money, behind Rarris and Bugattis

(Hook)
Ferrari you ain’t seen, and the camouflage green
Ran up on the plug, I buy Porsches for the team
Now everywhere we go, we bring them choppas with the beams
Got a bad bitch who follow, mixin molly with the lean
She stay geeked up, and that pussy wet as fuck
I let the pussy drop, them 40’s fuck em up
We done hit so many licks, the city know we up
A1FBG, we don’t give a fuck

(Verse)
Bought a California Rarri for my California plug
Rich goes for 40 but we getting fucked up
That 20 grand profit, bout take your bitch on it
Put wings on my coupe, put wings on my rarri
I put wings on a nigga, if a nigga try to rob me
On a round drawn, on the bottom of the cargo

(Hook)
Ferrari you ain’t seen, and the camouflage green
Ran up on the plug, I buy Porsches for the team
Now everywhere we go, we bring them choppas with the beams
Got a bad bitch who follow, mixin molly with the lean
She stay geeked up, and that pussy wet as fuck
I let the pussy drop, them 40’s fuck em up
We done hit so many licks, the city know we up
A1FBG, we don’t give a fuck

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'Hands On U' Lyrics - Future & FreeBand Gang
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(Intro)
Designer clothes, foreign hoes
The best smoke is real black hippie shit, man
Niggas love it when you broke the knob
Shout outmy brother Future
My brother Esco!
When I put my hands on you!
This shit for the ladies, spills nigga!
When I put my hands on you, uh, uh!

(Hook)
When I put my hands on you
I’ma hold your close and I’ll make you feel like you’re safe!
(I’mma hold you close!)
When I put my hands on you
(When I put my hands on you)
I’mma caress you from your legs, your waist and go to your fingertips
Hey, when I put my hands on you
(When I put my hands on you)
I’mma touch you and make you come closer, you come by my way
(You come by my way!)
When I put my hands on you
(Aye when I put my hands on you)
I wanna feel everything you got to give me, girl, OK!
When I put my hands on

(Verse)
I’m a real nigga, with real feelings
I’m a rock star! (Future in this!)
Yeah, yeah and I just wanna show you affection
(Yeah I just wanna show you affection!)
(Like check this out) This party time like when
When the party on me (how we do?)
We can wind it down, you got some things on your mind
You wanna talk about it, talk it over
I wanna listen to everything that you have to say!
You make me feel sometimes great!

(Hook)
When I put my hands on you
I’ma hold your close and I’ll make you feel like you’re safe!
(I’mma hold you close!)
When I put my hands on you
(When I put my hands on you)
I’mma caress you from your legs, your waist and go to your fingertips
Hey, when I put my hands on you
(When I put my hands on you)
I’mma touch you and make you come closer, you come by my way
(You come by my way!)
When I put my hands on you
(Aye when I put my hands on you)
I wanna feel everything you got to give me, girl, OK!

(Verse)
When I put my hands on you, you, you
I’mma catch you when you take off on your shows
I’mma show you just how cool I really am
You’re not my homie, you’re my friend, you’re really like my fam!
You have a way to bring out the passion in me!
And girl, I’m in love with your personality!
When I look at you, I stare at a masterpiece
And I’d know what to do with you if you were lying next to me.

(Hook)
When I put my hands on you
I’ma hold your close and I’ll make you feel like you’re safe!
(I’mma hold you close!)
When I put my hands on you
(When I put my hands on you)
I’mma caress you from your legs, your waist and go to your fingertips
Hey, when I put my hands on you
(When I put my hands on you)
I’mma touch you and make you come closer, you come by my way
(You come by my way!)
When I put my hands on you
(Aye when I put my hands on you)
I wanna feel everything you got to give me, girl, OK!
When I put my hands on

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'See You At The Top' Lyrics - Future & FreeBand Gang
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(Hook)
They comin' in on boats, leavin' eye on yard
Hope them shooters don't blap
Try to take what I got
I'll see you at the top top top
I'll see you at the top top top
Cold, coming in on bails, breaking down to the blocks
Take my bitch shop, started from the bottom
But I’ll see you at the top, top top
I’ll see you at the top top top

(Verse)
Gaining my weight back, 25 bricks – I take that
And the kids you like Benny Crocker
Cooking chocolate – I bake that
Thousand hundred – I break that
Million dollars – I make that
Got the yellow bone with the piggy stone
Got it going on, I slay that
Suck my dick and I lay back
Drop the beat and I lay track
Rolling horses like race track
Water hard is like break track
Watch my back while I count stacks
Bury him alive in the pit where the snakes at
I know better to text a nigga 'cause I know they trace that
Please don't say my name and my number many race that
Four hundred years more and to have to had to face that
Like the cool wind from Chicago got his face crack,
Shot the pig in the leg, and the back where his mace at

(Hook)
They comin' in on boats, leavin' eye on yard
Hope them shooters don't blap
Try to take what I got
I'll see you at the top top top
I'll see you at the top top top
Cold, coming in on bails, breaking down to the blocks
Take my bitch shop, started from the bottom
But I’ll see you at the top, top top
I’ll see you at the top top top

(Verse)
All I see is stars and superstars, models and bottle bars
Got to full car garage so I can park my exotic cars,
You’re gonna live large, got hoes on the boulevard,
This is the result of a young nigga working hard,
Give bricks on my face card, a sack of my wage hard
Formula 1, don't make me pull out my race cards
Like feeling you’re young, you see me I like to taste bars
My niggas being thirsty they like to date broads
Things that should be easy baby mama she make it hard
God bless I was son, but sometimes I hate the bar
Bitch get out of my life, jealous 'cause all of my ice
Trying to keep my son out my life, you know that ain’t right

(Hook)
They comin' in on boats, leavin' eye on yard
Hope them shooters don't blap
Try to take what I got
I'll see you at the top top top
I'll see you at the top top top
Cold, coming in on bails, breaking down to the blocks
Take my bitch shop, started from the bottom
But I’ll see you at the top, top top
I’ll see you at the top top top

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'Brain On Drugz' Lyrics - Future & FreeBand Gang
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(Hook)
Let me inhale the grunge smoke
I can’t lie, I’m addicted to the dope
(My brain on drugz)
I fucked around and took a prescription pill
Aks my ex how I fell
(My brain on drugz)
Sip, sip, sip, sip, cup after cup
I can’t get over it
(My brain on drugz)
And it’s sad to say
(Sad to say)
All the kids got parents, they abandoned
(My brain on drugz)

(Verse)
I’m smuggling herb, I stuff me on swisha
I like the tree, every day round here getting crystals
I’m clouding my thoughts, my words come and knocked over
And I’m always high, that’s what I got lopes for
I’m on a real strong pay, that California OG
I’m smoking blunt after blunt like Snoop DOGG
It’s fun to keep it lowkey
When you smell like an OP
I wake up every single morning twisting up me some green

(Hook)
Let me inhale the grunge smoke
I can’t lie, I’m addicted to the dope
(My brain on drugz)
I fucked around and took a prescription pill
Aks my ex how I fell
(My brain on drugz)
Sip, sip, sip, sip, cup after cup
I can’t get over it
(My brain on drugz)
And it’s sad to say
(Sad to say)
All the kids got that if they’re abandoned
(My brain on drugz)

(Bridge)
I sip codeine
Xanax, Xany
Come fly with me (Michael Jordan)
Can you handle it? Handle it
Antoine, you can’t even talk
That’s Pluto, that’s Pluto
Turn it up up in the Mazy world
If you ain’t been a succession don’t know
I need some kush

(Hook)
Let me inhale the grunge smoke
I can’t lie, I’m addicted to the dope
(My brain on drugz)
I fucked around and took a prescription pill
Aks my ex how I fell
(My brain on drugz)
Sip, sip, sip, sip, cup after cup
I can’t get over it
(My brain on drugz)
And it’s sad to say
(Sad to say)
All the kids got that if they’re abandoned
(My brain on drugz)

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'Preach To Them' Lyrics - Future & FreeBand Gang
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(Intro)
Got 2 chains sayin like did and m,
Dirty money like Diddy them
Got 2 chains sayin like did and m,
Dirty money like Diddy them
Travel dimes like jeezing them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like PJ I preach to them, I preach to them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like Meech and M

(Hook)
Got 2 chains sayin like did and m,
Dirty money like Diddy them
Travel dimes like jeezing them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like PJ I preach to them, Diddy Jay I preach to them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like, like Meech and M
Like Diddy Jay I preach to them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like, like Meech and M
Like Diddy Jay I preach to them
I preach to them
Like Diddy Jay I preach to them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like, like Meech and M

(Verse)
First off, I'm big Mcclaren cousy
Moment of silence, free my nigga Boosie
Big boy flexin hoes hoppin out my doolie
Put them 4G's on and like to slide when I'm moving
OG double fuck boys I've been through it
This for all my niggas foolish still riding with the toolie, the heat
All my niggas out there, this ain't think no fucking movie
I done earned all these stripes like a motherfucking cougie
I rock beamer I rock rarri at the same damn time
Moving mollies, moving zans in the same damn line
Fuck your wife, fuck your bitch, at the same damn time
Me my nigga Meech nigga got the same damn grind
Mix the mollies with the lean, I done turned them up a notch
Pump the rarri, take the roddy, boss behind me don't stop
I'm the ghetto Diddy Jackson, way I'm preaching to these blocks
Confess my sins to the hood, man this street Messiah on pop

(Hook)
Got 2 chains sayin like did and m,
Dirty money like Diddy them
Travel dimes like jeezing them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like PJ I preach to them, Diddy Jay I preach to them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like, like Meech and M
Like Diddy Jay I preach to them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like, like Meech and M
Like Diddy Jay I preach to them
I preach to them
Like Diddy Jay I preach to them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like, like Meech and M

(Verse)
Like Diddy Jay I preach to them, niggas and money, you better speak to them
Like chonga’s eyes, they all surprised,
Should’ve signed with them jay I'ma sign with jive
Should’ve sign with 3, should’ve sign with 5, a little truth niggas hell in liars
You niggas on, you better pay your ties
Choppin her, you ain't baptized
Preaching through the street, I'm balling like a Meech
I made myself a boss from my salvation in these streets
Made this money state to state, I left my heart in Tennessee
Self-made money motivator, bitch up OJD

(Hook)
Got 2 chains sayin like did and m,
Dirty money like Diddy them
Travel dimes like jeezing them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like PJ I preach to them, Diddy Jay I preach to them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like, like Meech and M
Like Diddy Jay I preach to them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like, like Meech and M
Like Diddy Jay I preach to them
I preach to them
Like Diddy Jay I preach to them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like, like Meech and M

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'Keys' Lyrics - Future & FreeBand Gang
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(Intro)
Told you I know the keys
Like what it be on em
I know keys!
Look around at the round table
I know keys!
And we here nigga

(Hook)
I know keys!
That’s a thousand pounds a year
Gonna have to weight it up for you to scale
‘Cus I know keys
I just love Puerto Rico
With Ava and Samantha and Alicia
‘Cus I know keys
I got 5 different cars
Nigga I got 5 different broads
They like oh my G
Every time I’m showing off my pieces
‘Cause I know keys

(Verse)
I’m a motherfuckin genius
Shit, I was gon be modest
But this bitchin it could be lookin just like a goddess
I can’t help but to pull up in the brand new big Rari
Got cheese… Versace in my closet
And I dodge them paparazzis, I pull up 100 thousand
I can 100 topless, pull up right now if I got it
I’m talkin with the straight face, nigga ain’t smiling
Parents see we doing this, we mix it, have a looney
Still on top of that thing, you know we down, we’re throwing it
I had to take up 5, I don’t charge a inch, confined for driving them
You talkin bout the squares, I know how to get rid of them

(Hook)
I know keys!
That’s a thousand pounds a year
Gonna have to weight it up for you to scale
‘Cus I know keys
I just love Puerto Rico
With Ava and Samantha and Alicia
‘Cus I know keys
I got 5 different cars
Nigga I got 5 different broads
They like oh my G
Every time I’m showing off my pieces
‘Cause I know keys

(Outro)
Ah yea, that was that brand new single by yo boy Future
It’s the Morning Man with the plan
It’s OG refer chiefer
It’s Black Woodstock
Roll up, cut up, snort up, drink up
Sip up, shoot up, lick it up
But don’t throw up ‘cause that ain’t what’s up
It’s about the hippie experience, ya dig?
It’s 4-20 point 5 OF and dial
Got Snoop on the phone line, checkin in for my man Esco
What’s happenin Snoop? Wuddup Doggy Dogg?
DJ Esco, Snoop Lion, Black Woodstock, you know what it is
I’m right in yo face
Ya man
Got another guest from Woodstock checking in
What’s up Luda?
Wuddup man? You got Ludacris right here checking in live from London
I heard they got cases of conjure cognac down in Black Woodstock
So tell DJ Esco I am on the way
Yo, Y Gwan, y’already know who it is
It’s yo boy Sean Kingston, the team president man
Holding it down, representing Kingston, Jamaica
Ain’t done no big up, keeping it 100
Rocking out with ATL’s finest DJ
Esco, Black Woodstock

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'We Made Our Own' Lyrics - Future & FreeBand Gang
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(Hook)
Hey, we made our own money,
We made our own money
We made our own money,
We made our own money
Fuck these niggas they ain't ballin',
We made our own money
Fuck these bitches they ain’t call,
We made our own money
We made our own money,
We made our own money.

(Verse)
I bring my own money, I get so much I can't be touched
I take that loud pack and then I stuff it in the dutch
Guess I'm a hood rat, me and my niggas moving up
My fingertips green from all these racks I’m countin up
I'm on that Charlie Sheen, I got to win, I got to win
I'm ballin' like a ring, I'm livin' in this life of sin
I sip a bunch of lean, I love this life as Juicy gin
Man fuck yo attitude, you bout to make me fuck your friend
I should've been ashamed, bitches fucking, bitches too
I'm on the money train, I can't slow down, I just regroup,
I had to make a change, it’s fuck Obama I'm the truth
Consider me a lion and they done let me out the zoo

(Hook)
Hey, we made our own money,
We made our own money
We made our own money,
We made our own money
Fuck these niggas they ain't ballin',
We made our own money
Fuck these bitches they ain’t call,
We made our own money
We made our own money,
We made our own money.

(Verse)
I push one button, the roof gon go into the truck
I'm John Gotti paid, man I'm going down the trunk
I'm on a rampage, I had to climb up out a slut
I'm on my five deep, and I'm talking to my nigga
I told em I retired, I wanna thank about them kilos
I can't never forget, what yall went through for me to be here
On my metro, I was working, I was serving
I go cutthroat, put no down and no hurting
This a special moment, and we're taking full advantage
100 dollar Future, I'll pass the match at all my family
I got this white bitch, I'll put her in the red bottle
Well you dumb rich, and you came from the bottom.

(Hook)
Hey, we made our own money,
We made our own money
We made our own money,
We made our own money
Fuck these niggas they ain't ballin',
We made our own money
Fuck these bitches they ain’t call,
We made our own money
We made our own money,
We made our own money.

(Verse)
Tell me the combination, I'm 'bout to fill it up with racks
I don’t take no vacations, I ain't got no time to relate
I'm flying up to Doja, 911, damn the horse is inside the motor
When the money call, hater call and keep some soldiers
They gonna knock a nigga off for you
Just to say they told you,
I'ma get the office in the building to make my quota,
I can't never have no feelings for bitches, they so rogueish
Trying to come to the club with a nigga to get exposure,
I'm a boss, shawty you're bad, I feel sad for her
She can't come around a rich nigga rocking a couch
I done get a couple cases in this show up at Cope
Everything Versace, Medusa including my lopes

(Hook)
Hey, we made our own money,
We made our own money
We made our own money,
We made our own money
Fuck these niggas they ain't ballin',
We made our own money
Fuck these bitches they ain’t call,
We made our own money
We made our own money,
We made our own money.

(Outro)
Chiefin on some good herb
Let’s go and fire up
Black Woodstock!

Man, wussup boy?
Goddamn Phelps forgot this shit, on Glock boy. You feel me?
Man wut you got?
By the hold on that work
I got spo, I just got this shit, hold on
It has some new shit to it
It just came out and triple wrap this
Smell that
Boy, what that is?
Rub that shit on yo arm, put some plastic wrap around yo arm
Leave it for bout a hour
Fo real?
That ain’t even it dawg
I’m not sayin this shit here
This shit new, this shit just came in
This shit came in from Bolivia
Did that no blink, good shit got a nigga breaking old molly
No blink?
Eye wide open, no blink
Oh I got to try that
What the fuck is this?
No, get another wrap
Check this out
I know you used it on that loud
But I got some shit that’s outta sight
Check this out right, you see?
Oh yea, that’s that new shit
Boy, fully roll it, wrap it round
But you give me all of this shit, got it dawg
Yea, here you go
I gotta get to play at Woodstock
Wutchu say this call?
Did that no blink
That we call

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'Wut We Call It' Lyrics - Future & FreeBand Gang
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(Intro)
FreeBand!
We got several different names, you know what I’m sayin?
This street nigga old man, this goddamn like addiction man, ya dig?

(Hook)
You jerkin on lean, we call it that waffle house
Your car go 01-50, we call it spaceship
You drop that door 2 times, we call it water whippin
You rollin up kush? We call it that gasoline
What we call it (What we call it),
That’s what we call it (That’s what we call it)
That’s what we call it (That’s what we call it)
That’s what we call it (Turn up!)
You rockin yo diamonds, we call it satellite
You shootin yo chopper, we call it bout that life

(Verse)
Look look, bad yella bitch, call er foreign
Importer body, over water, talkin Caribbean
That’s a transfer, yea that’s what we call it
Nah, get it transferred, and then put some money on it
Call a play, call a bitch, call the shots, call me rich
Answer, I’m bout to call in my phone,
Blocking numbers, who the fuck is this
Everything so spacious, everybody so anxious
Cut yo bitch, no bandaid
Sip syrup, no pancakes
I’m just showin up for my fan base
If the car cost 1-50
Tell the shorty look here mommy
You gon get that in a giffy
8 diamonds on my neck, commas in my check
This what a nigga call it when that lean got me fallin
Future tell em

(Hook)
You jerkin on lean, we call it that waffle house
Your car go 01-50, we call it spaceship
You drop that door 2 times, we call it water whippin
You rollin up kush? We call it that gasoline
What we call it (What we call it),
That’s what we call it (That’s what we call it)
That’s what we call it (That’s what we call it)
That’s what we call it (Turn up!)
You rockin yo diamonds, we call it satellite
You shootin yo chopper, we call it bout that life

(Verse)
Bang bang from that lil pistol, brrap from that big chopper
Press pause on that ambulance, that order up, that helicopter
FreeBand, FreeBand, niggas got masks all on they face
We need no costumes, no masquerade
Nigga give it up, you getting that today
Money all on yo top, we invade yo block
Parade at yo spot, let the drums go (bap bap bap)
Look, it’s stacks all in my blunt, lean all in my cup
I’m in a foreign car and I’m wasted
This shit’s traffic so basic
Hold up bitch, I’m talkin
Let me finish my convo
My bitch tell you I’m bossin
That’s what I call a in-line ho
Eating good, that’s appetite
Jewelry on – that’s satellite
Big car – that’s spaceship
It’s molly in and I taste it
Look..

(Hook)
You jerkin on lean, we call it that waffle house
Your car go 01-50, we call it spaceship
You drop that door 2 times, we call it water whippin
You rollin up kush? We call it that gasoline
What we call it (What we call it),
That’s what we call it (That’s what we call it)
That’s what we call it (That’s what we call it)
That’s what we call it (Turn up!)
You rockin yo diamonds, we call it satellite
You shootin yo chopper, we call it bout that life

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'Big Diamonds' Lyrics - Future & FreeBand Gang
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(Hook x2)
Big diamonds, big stones,
Boy this ain’t my brother
High as big bank, big racks,
Came from movie Snow White
Exclusive fashion, exclusive hoes
Snake skin, Fendy kicks, you ain’t seen those
Nah never

(Verse)
8 whips rocking big chinchillas
Foreign shit, take my dick out then she kiss it, suck it
Speed balling nigga riding down the fast lane
Blowing strong ass cold and sip propane
And I came from that dirt road down in Atlanta
100 racks stuffed in the dirty clothes, Denver
A sucka full of plugs, a cup full of mud
Riding down the ramp ‘012 duty truck
This here Korean got the streets in the 50 row
Open up the 2 liter then I pour me up a strain
Got the streets smoke to my style, taste like morphine
To the south, to the crack, that will get me more fiends
Let get this money

(Hook x2)
Big diamonds, big stones,
Boy this ain’t my brother
High as big bank, big racks,
Came from movie Snow White
Exclusive fashion, exclusive hoes
Snake skin, Fendy kicks, you ain’t seen those
Nah never

(Verse)
When I was 12, my teacher gave me a F, bitch
Now I’m riding in a rarri, F12
200 on the dash, 200 racks of cash
200 pounds of swag, 200 pounds of gas
Now that’s a lot of cash and that’s a lot of bands
I got so many places, my money coming fast
Your money coming slow, VVS diamond glow
Bitch you ask me and then my brother, peace I told er no

(Hook x2)
Big diamonds, big stones,
Boy this ain’t my brother
High as big bank, big racks,
Came from movie Snow White
Exclusive fashion, exclusive hoes
Snake skin, Fendy kicks, you ain’t seen those
Nah never

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'Take This 4 Granted' Lyrics - Future & FreeBand Gang
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(Hook)
200 on my dashboard
All my jewelry – I pay cash for it
And I made myself a million now
I can wake up to travel in the world
I won’t take this shit for granted,
I won’t take nothing for granted,
(Turn up)
I won’t take this shit for granted,
(Turn up)
I won’t take this for granted

I already kicked this mojo on this shit, ya dog?

(Verse)
I dropped 3$ on a rolling wagon
And fuck my clothes nigga, my car swaggin
I can’t even see shit and I got my glasses
My diamonds flashing, all these diamonds dancin
I make this movie like I’m Steven Spielberg
Dolce & Gabanna and I’m making mills
I bought a paint and hit up off the ceiling
Went in Europe and came back with mills
Man I’m a hood nigga, yea still
Post-post it up in the hood when I’m with bangers
Your game nigga twisting their fingers

(Hook)
200 on my dashboard
All my jewelry – I pay cash for it
And I made myself a million now
I can wake up to travel in the world
I won’t take this shit for granted,
I won’t take nothing for granted,
(Turn up)
I won’t take this shit for granted,
(Turn up)
I won’t take this for granted

Astronaut nigga

(Verse)
Yea, have you seen my new Audemar nigga?
I’ll be balling like Chris Paul nigga
Al Pacino, Gambino and Nino
You C-Note no englo from here to Rio
Free-free bands we speak the seven figure lingo
I can make the hit, it can cook a kilo
I can buy a whip, it won’t hurt my bank roll
I will bust the play as you will play Nintendo
On the corner lake like john Lindl
Money, power, guns get you respect niga
My whole chest but I’m a VVs nigga

Surround around the despot, all my jure up, I’ll play cash for
And I name myself the million, I can wake up, travel and heal the world
I won’t take this shit for granted,
I won’t take not if for granted,
(Turn off)
I won’t take this shit for granted,
(Turn off)
I won’t take this figure.

(Hook)
200 on my dashboard
All my jewelry – I pay cash for it
And I made myself a million now
I can wake up to travel in the world
I won’t take this shit for granted,
I won’t take nothing for granted,
(Turn up)
I won’t take this shit for granted,
(Turn up)
I won’t take this for granted

(Outro)
WPLU, 4-20 point 5
We back it
We gon take at that early traffic
Let you know where them road blocks at, where them police at
Where you might not be the bid
It’s Black Woodstock, how we livin out there?
Boy there gon be Instagram in here boy
And drinkin, smoking, poppin pills
Boy goddamn
My nigga I hella kinda bow
I’m bout to get the hell up outta here
Nigga you tryin to get Black Woodstock
85-75, should we? Should we?
Boy they trippin over here, boy
Niggas rollin up and tryna drive at the same damn time
That’s why niggas crashin out here
Black Woodstock, WPLU, 4-20 point 5

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'Blow Them Bands' Lyrics - Future & FreeBand Gang
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(Intro)
Aye, turn up
Future!
It Stuey Rock in the building

(Hook x2)
Go on and Blow them bands
You can go on and Blow some bands
Blow them bands, Blow them bands, Blow them bands
Blow them bands like a fan, like a fan

(Verse)
Turned up in the club, look like money
And about 100 bitches on me, I see you babies lookin lonely
Can’t even put no uglies on me
I’m from the Shelby, too many people out here know me
Bitch we we we we do what we wanna do
We get who we wanna get
We walk around here, have people say we conceded
Ba-ba-ba-ba-bands will make er dance
She poppin pussy on er ass
Don’t you wanna say free cands?
Yup, that money, I’m all around that money
You better have an army, if you tryin to take it from me
Don’t come run up on me, no we not freaks
We bustin bands, throw it up, drifting in the wind
You see we loaded

(Hook x2)
Go on and Blow them bands
You can go on and Blow some bands
Blow them bands, Blow them bands, Blow them bands
Blow them bands like a fan, like a fan

(Verse)
You tell that I’m a real nigga, with million dollar dreams
Money on my mind, diamonds slide in every ring
We balling, fucking all these hoes
They love me when free back I’m here
We let it out my nigga
Sometimes I just get it in, I hit it and drop it low
She dances, has it for me like she putting on a peep show
Uh, like a peep show, a show oh oh
Let me see you pop that pussy and go low oh
Them bitches be like Stuey I love yo flow oh
Them niggas be like envy you got ho-oh-es
It’s the FreeBand Gang, bitches know my motherfuckin name
I done this, don’t you trippin off the wall
Ain’t nothing new

(Hook x2)
Go on and Blow them bands
You can go on and Blow some bands
Blow them bands, Blow them bands, Blow them bands
Blow them bands like a fan, like a fan

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'White' Lyrics - Future & FreeBand Gang
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(Hook x2)
This that paper tat life,
White sheet, white walls
White bitch, white car
This why I hustle white for
Gotta watch out for them white boys

(Verse)
White bricks I drop em out the white house
Riding round in a white ghost
A black nigga but I’m living like them white folks
Black skin but I wash it with some white soap
Hit the weed and I’m blowing out white smoke
With my brother Future rocking out them white shows
They think I’m cakin in a way I rock the white row
All 14 Audemar, it’s white gold
White diamonds and they shining like some head lights
That’s why I fuck with white girls, cause they head right
My uncle kinda old school, stand on white wall
Bustin over bricks, watchin all the white folk

(Hook x2)
This that paper tat life,
White sheet, white walls
White bitch, white car
This why I hustle white for
Gotta watch out for them white boys

(Verse)
White boys on the scene surrounded by yellow tape
Machine won’t even take it if the money fake
You know that boy die cause that money late
You know that nigga snitching cause that nigga fake
The only thang matters what you oughta say
DA lost his arm let a nigga escape
And it only cost me a cool hunned k
If they ever find me guilty, I’ma flee the state
I know a white boy in LA, he can change my face
I got a white girl, she hide me down in MIA
Close to the water, got parties every day
White ho wasted, falling all on her face

(Hook x2)
This that paper tat life,
White sheet, white walls
White bitch, white car
This why I hustle white for
Gotta watch out for them white boys

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'Young Nigga Problems' Lyrics - Future & FreeBand Gang
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(Bridge)
Gotta wake up early
(Gotta wake up early)
SB’s coming out
(SB’s coming out)
Parking lot domino
(Parking lot domino)
I got young nigga problems
Feds keep balling
(Feds keep balling)
My girl keep callin
(My girl keep callin)
These hoes keep callin
(These hoes keep callin)
I got young nigga problems

(Hook)
I’m a young nigga, young nigga problems
I’m a young nigga, I got young nigga problems
I’m a young nigga, young nigga problems
I’m a young nigga, I got young nigga problems
Young nigga problems, I got young nigga problems
Young nigga problems, I got young nigga problems
(We in here!)

(Verse)
Slice don’t do it
These hoes craving
Tryna eat off your plate, these hoes lazy
Get the chip off my shoulder, I fritole
Then I got a deal, asta luego
Let go of my ego (Let go of my ego)
I walk up to a bank row
She cut it if I say so
She pop it if I say so
Met er, called er in it twice
Ass poking super nice
V12, nowhere reason
Bonnie, Bobby, Ricky, Mike
Uh

(Bridge)
Gotta wake up early
(Gotta wake up early)
SB’s coming out
(SB’s coming out)
Parking lot domino
(Parking lot domino)
I got young nigga problems
Feds keep balling
(Feds keep balling)
My girl keep callin
(My girl keep callin)
These hoes keep callin
(These hoes keep callin)
I got young nigga problems

(Hook)
I’m a young nigga, young nigga problems
I’m a young nigga, I got young nigga problems
I’m a young nigga, young nigga problems
I’m a young nigga, I got young nigga problems
Young nigga problems, I got young nigga problems
Young nigga problems, I got young nigga problems
(We in here!)

(Verse)
These young niggas, by on niggas
All in they teen
And I still got young niggas
You can call Irene
You can call Casey
You can call Molly
Caught up in threesome
I don’t pop pills but I do pop shit
FreeBand Gang, yea them nigga pop shit
Boy with that rubber mike, do some pop shit
Fuck yo bubble, I still pop shit
I got fine blend on my back
Bitch, that’s Polo
All these niggas talkin shit, that’s a no no

(Bridge)
Gotta wake up early
(Gotta wake up early)
SB’s coming out
(SB’s coming out)
Parking lot domino
(Parking lot domino)
I got young nigga problems
Feds keep balling
(Feds keep balling)
My girl keep callin
(My girl keep callin)
These hoes keep callin
(These hoes keep callin)
I got young nigga problems

(Hook)
I’m a young nigga, young nigga problems
I’m a young nigga, I got young nigga problems
I’m a young nigga, young nigga problems
I’m a young nigga, I got young nigga problems
Young nigga problems, I got young nigga problems
Young nigga problems, I got young nigga problems
(We in here!)

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'Rehab (Amy Winehouse)' Lyrics - Future & FreeBand Gang
Here is Rehab (Amy Winehouse) Lyrics by Future & FreeBand Gang

(Hook)
Drinking lean smoking kush, taking molly’s on, molly’s on
Uhhh, rest in peace to Amy Winehouse
We’re drinking lean smoking kush, taking molly’s on
Yeah, rest in peace to Amy Winehouse
Yeah I need to go to rehab, I need to go to rehab, I need to go to rehab rehab
Yeah I need to go to rehab, I need to go to rehab, I need to go to rehab rehab

(Verse)
I had codeine with my sister, moving slower than a scooter
And I took a Vicodine like a got a tooth ache
Purple in the Sprite, I mix it up, I’m like a scientist
have we ever took control, do you know Miley Cyrus?
Started takin MDA, man I think I’m in NBA
Sipping purple sipping yellow, 24 out today
Smoking on that California, first thing when I awake
Sound of the wife it go, you can call me Future blaze
I heard she lied to hit the flake, I heard she like to sip the lean
‘Bout to take her to the moon, I’ma fuck her on the beam
Drinking me some dirty Sprite, I won’t drink it in 15
Welcome to my drugs, Amy Winehouse R.I.P

(Hook)
Drinking lean smoking kush, taking molly’s on, molly’s on
Uhhh, rest in peace to Amy Winehouse
We’re drinking lean smoking kush, taking molly’s on
Yeah, rest in peace to Amy Winehouse
Yeah I need to go to rehab, I need to go to rehab, I need to go to rehab rehab
Yeah I need to go to rehab, I need to go to rehab, I need to go to rehab rehab

(Verse)
Uhh, had you tried the Miley Cyrus?
Uhh man I’m feeling very violent
Uhh on the witch ‘cause I’m the man
Uhh, you say you sell it then I buy it from you
Drinking easy pink, smoking loud in the state,
My eyes wide open, I can barely damn blink,
I’m rolling like a 18 ruler down the street
Future had you working I ain’t been asleep in three weeks,
Rock star status, I get higher than a satellite
I gotta blow the strong just so I can have a appetite
Astronaut forever nigga even in my afterlife
Rest in peace the Amy Winehouse I’m bout to take a flight

(Hook)
Drinking lean smoking kush, taking molly’s on, molly’s on
Uhhh, rest in peace to Amy Winehouse
We’re drinking lean smoking kush, taking molly’s on
Yeah, rest in peace to Amy Winehouse
Yeah I need to go to rehab, I need to go to rehab, I need to go to rehab rehab
Yeah I need to go to rehab, I need to go to rehab, I need to go to rehab rehab

(Verse)
Mix the purple with the Sprite – it turn pink
Sprinkle molly in the drink and then you drink
On your Pluto but right now I’m off of Venus
I stay turned up to the max and I be leanin
My girl say I need some help but I can’t see it
I know Scotty and I’m fresh and European
I keep shades over my eyes because they real
I would never be sober until I’m dead, ain’t no lie
I blow kush to clear the stress that’s in my head
I took a percosette, now I can’t feel my legs
I’m in your city and I just jumped off the jet
Rest in peace to Amy Winehouse, I can’t forget you

(Hook)
Drinking lean smoking kush, taking molly’s on, molly’s on
Uhhh, rest in peace to Amy Winehouse
We’re drinking lean smoking kush, taking molly’s on
Yeah, rest in peace to Amy Winehouse
Yeah I need to go to rehab, I need to go to rehab, I need to go to rehab rehab
Yeah I need to go to rehab, I need to go to rehab, I need to go to rehab rehab

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