The Future

How you gon' club or go hood to go back club on the same song...

Yes I am a bad guy

I can see you like it

You can be the headline, if I can be your sidekick

Baby this can be the future (ture ture tureee)

Baby this can be the future (ture ture tureeeee)

Baby girl is addicted (it's okayy!)

OD, you can have any dude in this world but chose me

You can have any chick in this world but chose her

To play that back seat and direct a chauffer (uhhh!)

And that ain't just jazz ain't that with okir

I can play publicist and give an exposure

(I mean a)Keep in the lastest

(I mean a)Damn they wasteless

Body like a pornst*r

Smile like a waitress

Now she turning me uh uh on, uh uh on

Uh uh on, I mean why not club bed of my mansion

We can just club in the bed of my mansion

Leave for the weekend, jet to the hamptons

Tats on her torso, I love how she ganglion

A shoe game, show off just frontin'

But baby don't blink cause you badly miss something' (C'monnn!)

Yes I am a bad guy

I can see you like it

You can be the headline, if I can be your sidekick

Baby this can be the future (ture ture tureee)

Baby this can be the future (ture ture tureeeee)

She wanna roll with a rockst*r

F* I'm him

Coupe 1 air

7-5, 8 cent

California slim

501 blue

Jeans on trim

New York messed the rim

Lower than Manhattan

Lower than my pants saggin

Lower than my baby mama leanin in that Benz wagon

And you can be heard

Jerry bird slip ons

LV clip ons

Haters get sh*t on!

We roll up

24's so what

Haters all swell up

Haters want my ching, ka ka

Hold up... I'm not that & that

I'm that & that

So jump off, it's jump off (uhhhh!)

Once enemies,

My nemesis & I

Was stuck in a genesis

Free world of side reply

Let bygones be bygones

I'm Gone...

Let all your pain

Be champagne & patron!

Yes I am a bad guy

I can see you like it

You can be the headline, if I can be your sidekick

Baby this can be the future (ture ture tureee)

Baby this can be the future (ture ture tureeeee)

C'mon, c'mon, c'mon

C'mon, c'mon, c'mon (talk to em'!)

Look she stay back

My baby grown on

Little bit of cologne

Little bit of patron

That's how I got her home

(I mean a) now you say we spent mad hours on the phone

Like we both ain't grown

Wrist kind of heavy, I'm a lil well known

Matching crosses, different color stones see

In one line, I got her to come over

Tell her I'm done sober

But huuungggg over

She play the club sippin on ma mocha

I can fit ya whole crew in one rover

Just take your shoes before you step in

(I mean) the cribs mine and I'm living like the Jetson's

Well let's let OT cop the runaway

Step off the runway like we on the runway

Have ya girlfriends thinking you a runaway

Never mind, I already know what you gonna say...

[03:03.95]Yes I am a bad guy

[03:05.85]I can see you like it

[03:08.26]You can be the headline, if I can be your sidekick

[03:13.14]Baby this can be the future (ture ture tureee)

[03:17.88]Baby this can be the future (ture ture tureeeee)