Futuristic Pimpin ft. Hunnit Andretti Lyrics

Lil' bitch a baddie, she lit but she classy

She fuckin' with me cause she know I'm the best

All white ones and some fine brown sweats

Real turnt nigga, yeah I'm all bout my checks

She bout her pape, yeah I'm kinda impressed

Bitch want it all and won't settle for less

Know that she bad but I never can stress

Had plenty of tens, can never be pressed

Me, I'm tryna run to the money

Her, she tryna run to the sun

Knowin' I'm one of them ones

Actin' crazy out here jumpin' the gun

Sign of the finished records

Lil' bitch gotta know that she done

In the whip blowin' pressure with my new bitch

Say I'm second to none

Shit, I'm just here to have fun

Cause these bitches, they'll tell you whatever

On my line like she never had better

Can't fall for the games cause a nigga too clever

That's why I live for the moment Cause I know the truth, feel nothin's forever

Long as I stay by my cheddar, I guarantee that the pussies get wetter

Long as I stay by my pay, these bitches is gon' wanna be in my face

Bein' the simp, I can't, if she movin' wrong then she get replaced

I got expensive taste, bitches in different states

Fresh from my head to my lace, out here havin' my way

This futuristic pimpin', ain't no simpin'

Put them bitches in the blender

You gotta see the vision, bitch this futuristic pimpin

Ain't no simpin', put them bitches in the blender

You gotta see the vision, bitch this futuristic pimpin

Ain't no simpin', put them bitches in the blender

You gotta see the vision, bitch this futuristic pimpin

Ain't no simpin', put them bitches in the blender

You gotta see the vision

Cocaine, Cowboys, on a 80 inch

Bitch on the way

Time for her to pay me rent

We booked a Marriott, out in Southfield

I'm eatin' crab cakes at the Westin', play the outfield

No time for games, baby, just speak up

If everything's smooth, we don't need to meet up

Two hundred dollar halves, and three hundred wholes

Post them pictures on the gram, cause they like that pose

Baby bought me polo drawers when she went to Macy's

I'm a Neiman Marcus nigga, but I still ain't hatin

Couple bitches on my dick, but I still ain't datin

Call me slow flow rock, damn she love to cadence

Might just put Vogue tires on my Cadillac

Let a bitch break me down, can't imagine that

Try to come back with nothin', I ain't havin' that

Replace a bitch before you blink, you can have her back

This futuristic pimpin', ain't no simpin'

Put them bitches in the blender

You gotta see the vision, bitch this futuristic pimpin

Ain't no simpin', put them bitches in the blender

You gotta see the vision, bitch this futuristic pimpin

Ain't no simpin', put them bitches in the blender

You gotta see the vision, bitch this futuristic pimpin

Ain't no simpin', put them bitches in the blender

You gotta see the vision

Futuristic pimpin

Futuristic pimpin

Futuristic pimpin