Origineel
[Intro: Future]
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Yeah, The Wizrd, woo
[Chorus: Future & Meek Mill]
Perrier-Jouët, no tap water, this the real face
Fuck the bitch, broke her heart, she think we still dating
Three choppers sitting in the car, we play it real safe
Fifty million dollars in cash, that’s a cold case
Spent so much cash in Chanel, they wanna see ID
Bust down on her, Oochie Wally, I’m so sincere
Got a hundred shooters sittin’ outside
Got a hundred shooters sittin’ outside
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Yeah, uh
Fifty mil’ buried in my safe, that’s a graveyard
Fucked the bitch, seen her with her man, I had to play it off
Dreamchasers, we just like a label, we got A&Rs
Famous ho, she threw me that pussy, I’ma slay her raw, yeah
You are now welcome to the Player’s Ball (You’re welcome)
Whole lot of money, lot of rich shit, yeah (Woah, woah)
Hundred shooters, I can get your clique hit (Woah, woah)
Get my dick sucked in a Lambo while I stick shift
Big shit, baby, it’s the big fish
All these VVS’s in my necklace and my wrist lit
I could wipe my ass with these hundred, I’m the shit, bitch
Shot up in her DM like James Harden, it went swish, swish
I’m sippin’…
[Chorus: Future]
Perrier-Jouët, no tap water, this the real face
Fuck the bitch, broke her heart, she think we still dating
Three choppers sitting in the car, we play it real safe
Fifty million dollars in cash, that’s a cold case
Spent so much cash in Chanel, they wanna see ID
Bust down on her, Oochie Wally, I’m so sincere
Got a hundred shooters sittin’ outside
Got a hundred shooters sittin’ outside
[Verse 2: Future]
I’ve been gettin’ richer and richer
Damn near piss on bitches
I’ve been thinking real vindictive
Kill the opps, fuck they sisters
Fuckin’ Catholic, send my Christians
Semi-automatic, I got vision
Diamond cuts and they princess, nigga
No rap cap, gave away Bentleys, nigga
Got a car for a watch, got a watch for a house
Semi-automatic Glock, get your block washed out
Bad bitch tried to rape me, tried to pull my cock out
I got murder money, so this shit can get hostile
[Chorus: Future]
Perrier-Jouët, no tap water, this the real face
Fuck the bitch, broke her heart, she think we still dating
Three choppers sitting in the car, we play it real safe
Fifty million dollars in cash, that’s a cold case
Spent so much cash in Chanel, they wanna see ID
Bust down on her, Oochie Wally, I’m so sincere
Got a hundred shooters sittin’ outside
Got a hundred shooters sittin’ outside
[Verse 3: Doe Boy]
Knowles Ave, dare your clique come slide
Got a hundred shooters sittin’ outside (Brrr), yeah
All my bitches treat me just like God
I told her jump, bitch ask, “How high?” (Oh, really?), yeah
Opps said that I’ma die, I ain’t dead
One in the head, put it right in your head, bitch (Grr, bah, bah)
Give a fuck about the feds, I ain’t scared (No)
I ain’t puttin’ down my gun, I ain’t Craig (Boom, boom, boom), yeah
Dissin’ on the ‘Gram, then I’m slidin’ in his DM
Only time Doe Beezy play around is with your BM, uh
Got a hundred shooters parked outside
And they gon’ kill you when you walk outside (Oh, really?)
[Chorus: Future]
Perrier-Jouët, no tap water, this the real face
Fuck the bitch, broke her heart, she think we still dating
Three choppers sitting in the car, we play it real safe
Fifty million dollars in cash, that’s a cold case
Spent so much cash in Chanel, they wanna see ID
Bust down on her, Oochie Wally, I’m so sincere
Got a hundred shooters sittin’ outside
Got a hundred shooters sittin’ outside
[Outro: Future]
Got a hundred shooters sittin’ outside
Got a hundred shooters sittin’ outside
Got a hundred shooters sittin’ outside
Got a hundred shooters sittin’ outside
Vertaling
[Intro: Future]
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Yeah, The Wizrd, woo
[Chorus: Future & Meek Mill]
Perrier-Jouët, geen kraanwater, dit is het echte gezicht
Fuck the bitch, broke her heart, she think we still dating
Three choppers sitting in the car, we play it real safe
Vijftig miljoen dollar in contanten, dat is een koude zaak.
Zoveel geld uitgegeven in Chanel, ze willen een ID zien.
Pak haar op, Oochie Wally, ik ben zo oprecht
Ik heb honderd schutters buiten zitten
Ik heb honderd schutters buiten zitten
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Yeah, uh
Vijftig mil’ begraven in mijn kluis, dat is een kerkhof
Fucked the bitch, seen her with her man, I had to play it off
Dreamchasers, we zijn net een label, we hebben A&Rs
Beroemde hoer, ze gooide me dat poesje, ik sla haar rauw, ja
You are now welcome to the Player’s Ball (You’re welcome)
Heel veel geld, heel veel rijke shit, yeah. (Woah, woah)
Hundred shooters, I can get your clique hit (Woah, woah)
Laat me pijpen in een Lambo terwijl ik schakel
Big shit, baby, it’s the big fish
Al deze VVS’s in mijn ketting en mijn pols verlicht
Ik kan mijn kont afvegen met deze honderd, Ik ben de shit, bitch
Shot up in her DM like James Harden, it went swish, swish
I’m s sippin’…
[Chorus: Future]
Perrier-Jouët, geen kraanwater, dit is het echte gezicht
Fuck the bitch, broke her heart, she think we still dating
Three choppers sitting in the car, we play it real safe
Vijftig miljoen dollar in contanten, dat is een koude zaak.
Zoveel geld uitgegeven in Chanel, ze willen een ID zien.
Pak haar op, Oochie Wally, ik ben zo oprecht
Ik heb honderd schutters buiten zitten
Ik heb honderd schutters buiten zitten
[Verse 2: Future]
I’ve been gettin’ richer and richer
Damn near piss on bitches
I’ve been thinking real vindictive
Kill the opps, fuck they sisters
Fuckin’ Catholic, send my Christians
Semi-automatisch, ik heb visie
Diamond cuts and they princess, nigga
Geen rap pet, gaf Bentleys weg, nigga
Ik heb een auto voor een horloge, ik heb een horloge voor een huis
Semi-automatic Glock, get your block washed out
Slechte teef probeerde me te verkrachten, probeerde mijn lul eruit te trekken
I got murder money, so this shit can get hostile
[Chorus: Future]
Perrier-Jouët, geen kraanwater, dit is het echte gezicht
Fuck the bitch, broke her heart, she think we still dating
Three choppers sitting in the car, we play it real safe
Vijftig miljoen dollar in contanten, dat is een koude zaak.
Zoveel geld uitgegeven in Chanel, ze willen een ID zien.
Pak haar op, Oochie Wally, ik ben zo oprecht
Got a hundred shooters sittin’ outside
Got a hundred shooters sittin’ outside
[Verse 3: Doe Boy]
Knowles Ave, dare your clique come slide
Got a hundred shooters sittin’ outside (Brrr), yeah
All my bitches treat me just like God
I told her jump, bitch ask, “How high?” (Oh, echt?), yeah
Opps zei dat ik dood zou gaan, ik ben niet dood
One in the head, put it right in your head, bitch (Grr, bah, bah)
Give a fuck about the feds, I ain’t scared (Nee)
I ain’t puttin’ down my gun, I ain’t Craig (Boom, boom, boom), yeah
Dissin’ on the ‘Gram, then I’m slidin’ in his DM
De enige keer dat Doe Beezy speelt is met je BM, uh
Got a hundred shooters parked outside
En ze gaan je vermoorden als je naar buiten loopt (Oh, echt?)
[Chorus: Future]
Perrier-Jouët, no tap water, this the real face
Fuck the bitch, broke her heart, she think we still dating
Three choppers sitting in the car, we play it real safe
Vijftig miljoen dollar in contanten, dat is een koude zaak.
Zoveel geld uitgegeven in Chanel, ze willen een ID zien.
Pak haar op, Oochie Wally, ik ben zo oprecht
Got a hundred shooters sittin’ outside
Got a hundred shooters sittin’ outside
[Outro: Future]
Got a hundred shooters sittin’ outside
Got a hundred shooters sittin’ outside
Got a hundred shooters sittin’ outside
Got a hundred shooters sittin’ outside