Good On Love (with Future)

Ate up and I'm gassed up

Really transform, geeked up

Don't ever go to sleep he just brainstorm

They say more money more problems

But no I ain't stoppin, ain't beat us, still havin

Them runs

You better pray to God cause he hits

I run it up, I'm good on love cause I'm on drugs

He move exotic pounds

Tell lil bruh' Nem gon slime em out just

Because

If you kill a street nigga get a dime

If you kill a rap nigga get a dub

I got rich I was bleeding some rhymes

Never gon tell when I met all these drugs

Red key no Cardi B, I ain't pullin up robbery

Fuck nigga ain't hard as me

Every nigga around me cut throat

You must ain't never seen red before

All my life grew up in the trap

While my great grandma sell dope

Nigga can't get rich so he got X'd out, shit

The J's still gon roll

Couple of my family members turned zombie

Niggas

Watched my uncle get on that dope

Get you high, get the tripping

One second, I hopped out switch

Ever hit the whole clip one blow?

Never fed on a mission when it comes to

Spinning

Made niggas regret if it's speaking on Coke

Smokin on who? Just let me know

Smoke your crew, unlimited smoke

Who running shit? Who done it?

Run with the killers, hang with the zombies

High as a star, my pocket blue hundreds

Just like a rockstar on a mission nigga

Rock out bitch I won't crumble

Bitch I beat your head, that's a dead man,

Don't even miss it

Upgraded my gun cause I'm switchin' em up

He was boujee as hell, now you pickin him up

I run it up, I'm good on love cause I'm on drugs

He move exotic pounds

Tell lil bruh'nem gon slime' em out just

Because

If you kill a street nigga get a dime

If you kill a rap nigga get a dub

I got rich I was bleeding some rhymes

Never gon tell when I met all these drugs

Red key no Cardi B, I ain't pullin up robbery

Fuck nigga ain't hard as me

Every nigga around me cut throat

You must ain't never seen red before

All my life grew up in the trap

While my great grandma sell dope

Nigga can't get rich so he got X'd out, shit

The J's still gon roll

Pluto

I ran it up, I'm good on love cause

I'm good on drugs

Posted up with Crips, posted up with bloods,

All of the above

Kill a street nigga get a Rolex

Kill a rap nigga get a Richard Mille and a buzz

Turn all the bags to the murderers, the drillers

And killers who wettin' shit up

I'm so cool in the hood with the hitters

In 93°F weather can't have much of chillers

I been movin' real swift with the substance

Came out that mud now my diamonds invisible

I maneuver around the continent

With some real ones that's takin' shit digital

Comin' up where I'm from, it's a miracle

In the slums in a foreign vehicle

Changin' murder rate up like the climate

Different countries these bitches be flyin' in

Drinkin' poison, we livin' and dying

You be yankin that shit talking diamonds

Send a blitz like a defense alignment

In the trap with the demons and lions

You a real when they kill you for lyin'

Kick a bitch out the funeral for crying

I run it up, I'm good on love cause I'm on drugs

He move exotic pounds

Tell lil bruh' Nem gon slime em out just

Because

If you kill a street nigga get a dime

If you kill a rap nigga get a dub

I got rich I was bleeding some rhymes

Never gon tell when I met all these drugs

Red key no Cardi B, I ain't pullin up robbery

Fuck nigga ain't hard as me

Every nigga around me cut throat

You must ain't never seen red before

All my life grew up in the trap

While my great grandma sell dope

Nigga can't get rich so he got X'd out, shit

The J's still gon roll