Oooooh Lyrics - Singles - Future

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up 

I told that nigga I'll get that pop star 

Ahh, if she fine "ll fuck her 

And I spend a lot of caca 

Unghh 

Doin' dash at 200, ooh 

I'm on the dash, I'm on the highway, whoa 

Flying through Cuba like huh 

Hangin' out the window, spraying ohh 

I do the dash on these niggas, ohh 

I'm counting cash on 'em, whoa whoa 

I'm smokin' 'dro, I'm pourin' lean, ohh 

I break the bank, I blow the bank, wha 

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I'm poppin' tags, he poppin' tags 

He swaggy and I'm flashy 

I drive the Rover like Denali, no exaggeration 

Diamonds dancin' on my faces, [?] 

Presidential status 

I just whipped the coupe, the Bentley like I'm on a banshee 

Doin' a donut out of Magic, 360 man 

I'm poppin' tags, I drop a lil' cash, two fifty, man 

Freebandz nigga, known to fuckin' get it, man 

That's on my city, man 

Sippin' this, sippin' this gold rose 

Whippin' the coupe like a wide body 

Hangin' out the window like "why, why" 

Lettin' in off from the other side 

I whip the whip from the other side 

I hit the scene like a homicide 

Splash, splash, I told the jeweler, "Bring everything" 

My feet to the floor, I'm on everything 

Photos 

Doin' dash at 200, ooh 

I'm on the dash, I'm on the highway, whoa 

Flying through Cuba like huh 

Hangin' out the window, spraying ohh 

I do the dash on these niggas, ohh 

I'm counting cash on 'em, whoa whoa 

I'm smokin' 'dro, I'm pourin' lean, ohh 

I break the bank, I blow the bank, wha 

Maserati smashin', now 

Future ride Bentley coupe 

Young Scooter ride Bentley coupe 

We do the shit that bosses do 

Real street shit 

No rap, I'm worth a mil or two 

Scooter always flexin' 

And I pull up and embarrass you 

Hit up Eliantte 

Yeah, that's a ice check 

We don't rock fake gold 

Real diamonds 'round my neck 

Came up in the dope hole 

Remix out my dope bowl 

150 in the Fastlane 

I'm smashing on you broke hoes 

Black Amigo gang, we love to count up 

BM, FBG, we blood brothers 

500 in my blunt, that's how I roll up 

Blowin' fifty in the club when we turn up 

Doin' dash at 200, ooh 

I'm on the dash, I'm on the highway, whoa 

Flying through Cuba like huh 

Hangin' out the window, spraying ohh 

I do the dash on these niggas, ohh 

I'm counting cash on 'em, whoa whoa 

I'm smokin' 'dro, I'm pourin' lean, ohh 

I break the bank, I blow the bank, wha