Like That - Future (if it was made in 1950)

[Verse]
Stickin' to the code, all these hoes for the streets
I put it in her nose, it's gon' make her pussy leak
Pussy niggas told, ain't gon' wake up out they sleep
You can't hear that switch, but you can hear them niggas scream
All my hoes do shrooms, nigga, all my hoes do coke
20-carat ring, I put my fingers down her throat (uh, uh, uh)
If I lose a carat, she might choke (uh, uh, uh)
I know she gon' swallow, she a G.O.A.T. (uh, uh, uh)
Free band nigga, bring the racks in
Got the shooters in the corner like the pack in
She think 'cause she exotic bitch, she attractive
That's that shit'll get you put up out the section, brrt
And the motto still the same
Ball like I won a championship game
You know these hoes hungry, they gon' fuck for a name
I put her on the gang, she get fucked for a chain
Got your girl in this bitch, she twirlin' on the dick
I got syrup in this bitch, turn up in this bitch
And it's 'bout the 'Ercs in this bitch, get murked in this bitch
All these pointers on me baby, you know it's game time
Bring a friend, bitch, we fucked 'em at the same time
I'm a different nigga, no, we not the same kind
You can have that lil' - 'cause she ain't mine (yeah)