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[Intro]
Super!
They go crazy, yeah
They comin' in and out, in and out, in and out
Trap spot boomin'
[Chorus]
Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues
I just fucked a rapper bitch, 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 fuck me better when the rent's due
I just fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you
She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you
[Verse 1]
Treat me like I'm Al Capone, nigga, fuck you
John Gotti, Illuminati, nigga, fuck you
I put a middle finger up, because, fuck you
This money got me geekin' up, nigga, fuck you
Red bottoms with the fur like Frank Luc
I bought some VVS and she caught the chain flu
I fucked this R&B bitch, 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 ki 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 shit, I ran up in yo' set
Fuckin' with them strippers all in G5ive
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 shit, so it's fuck 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 fucked a rapper bitch, I was on a drug deal
I fucked a rapper bitch, I was on a drug deal
[Chorus]
Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues
I just fucked a rapper bitch, 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 fuck me better when the rent's due
I just fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you
She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you
I fucked this R&B bitch, I should thank you
[Verse 2]
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, nigga fuck you
They got me goin' insane, now it's fuck you
I let my brother fuck your bitch, he got the dog food
I damn near get half a ticket for a walk through
I fuck dem Super Bowl bitches 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 bitch 'cause I'm ruthless
I make the blogs with ya bitch 'cause I'm ruthless
Yah, I get cash money like I'm Mack Maine
I just put a rapper bitch on game
I be smokin' rapper weed with my gang
I just slam dunked ya bitch, hall of fame
[Chorus]
Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues
I just fucked a rapper bitch, 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 fuck me better when the rent's due
I just fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you
She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you
I fucked this R&B bitch, I should thank you
[Skit]
[Knocking]
Nigga, with yo loud ass, 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 ass up outta here, nigga
Get that nigga ass up outta here, man
Nigga 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 goddamn fool; I can't do nothin' with no god damn $10
Get yo ass on outta here, man
Try to come up here for no damn gram, nigga
That's candy money nigga
A gram!?
Super!
They go crazy, yeah
They comin' in and out, in and out, in and out
Trap spot boomin'
[Chorus]
Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues
I just fucked a rapper bitch, 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 fuck me better when the rent's due
I just fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you
She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you
[Verse 1]
Treat me like I'm Al Capone, nigga, fuck you
John Gotti, Illuminati, nigga, fuck you
I put a middle finger up, because, fuck you
This money got me geekin' up, nigga, fuck you
Red bottoms with the fur like Frank Luc
I bought some VVS and she caught the chain flu
I fucked this R&B bitch, 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 ki 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 shit, I ran up in yo' set
Fuckin' with them strippers all in G5ive
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 shit, so it's fuck 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 fucked a rapper bitch, I was on a drug deal
I fucked a rapper bitch, I was on a drug deal
[Chorus]
Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues
I just fucked a rapper bitch, 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 fuck me better when the rent's due
I just fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you
She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you
I fucked this R&B bitch, I should thank you
[Verse 2]
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, nigga fuck you
They got me goin' insane, now it's fuck you
I let my brother fuck your bitch, he got the dog food
I damn near get half a ticket for a walk through
I fuck dem Super Bowl bitches 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 bitch 'cause I'm ruthless
I make the blogs with ya bitch 'cause I'm ruthless
Yah, I get cash money like I'm Mack Maine
I just put a rapper bitch on game
I be smokin' rapper weed with my gang
I just slam dunked ya bitch, hall of fame
[Chorus]
Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues
I just fucked a rapper bitch, 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 fuck me better when the rent's due
I just fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you
She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you
I fucked this R&B bitch, I should thank you
[Skit]
[Knocking]
Nigga, with yo loud ass, 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 ass up outta here, nigga
Get that nigga ass up outta here, man
Nigga 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 goddamn fool; I can't do nothin' with no god damn $10
Get yo ass on outta here, man
Try to come up here for no damn gram, nigga
That's candy money nigga
A gram!?
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Piosenka „Rent Money” odwołuje się do wielu znanych handlarzy narkotyków i organizacji przestępczych. Future może odnosić się do byłej dziewczyny Tygi, Blac Chyna. Future zaprzeczył, że kiedykolwiek się z nią umawiał, mimo że miała wytatuowane jego imię na dłoni.
Pojawiły się spekulacje, że artysta może odnosić się do Nicki Minaj po tym, jak Future opublikował ich wspólne zdjęcie na Instagramie z podpisem „Nicki Hendrix”. Biorąc pod uwagę, że byłym chłopakiem Nicki jest Meek Mill, jeden z wersów może odnosić się do jednego z nich, a nawet do obu – „Po prostu przeleciałem sukę rapera”.
Doughbeezy to raper z Houston, który został zaatakowany przez najeźdźców w 2015 roku. Napastnicy próbowali wejść do domu przyjaciela, a Beezy (prawdziwe nazwisko Tai Carr) odpierał ich ataki. Udało mu się wyciągnąć broń ze swojego pojazdu i zastrzelić jednego z mężczyzn, podczas gdy drugi wspólnik uciekł. Został później aresztowany w pobliskim Wendy's.
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