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[Verse 1: Futuristic] Yeah, I got that super duper iller than any nigga you know flow Need a helmet stupid sick retarded kind of slow flow These white boys show a nigga love, no homo I need a Caucasian girl with a booty as big as Coco's I go ho, I go ho, I'm going in on every track I be moving forward, they run in circles, like cul-de-sacs Coldest raps, go attack, nigga, ain't no holding back Yeah, this ain't a game and these lames playing balderdash Know the facts, I stand about five four Handsome ass nigga and y'all boys eyesores Walk into my room sixty pairs of shoes on my floor With thirty snaps and thirty tanks and I'm about to buy more I said hi whore, my name is, she stopped me and said she knew it Been following for a minute, been loving all of the music Looked a dude threw up the deuces, he look like he 'bout to lose it Don't be stupid, she tryna fuck with Mr. I Had To Do It [Hook: Futuristic] How he go so hard, how he go so hard, how he go so hard He got the coldest bars, the coldest bars, the coldest bars [Verse 2: Kyle] Alright well, yo, doggie, doggie, do What the fuck y'all niggas thought? I don't know but it wasn't right And I be doing this, doing this, doing this everyday and every night Yeah, dog, yeah, I'm cold And if you didn't get it, well, now you motherfuckers know Shout out to my fucking dog, super duper Henry here And you know that he don't play, but he ain't got no fucking balls But that don't mean he's fucking gay, fur coats like everyday And he's got that super nose, he uses it to sniff cocaine Yeah, but I'm chilling, no, I'm chilling Like Bob Dylan, peeling, when smoking that penicillin, though K.i.D the realest, yo, car sounds like Skrillex dog And at my shows I get my fans hyper than gorillas, dog, yeah [Bridge: Kyle] The coldest bars, the coldest bars, the coldest bars, yeah That's why we go so hard, we go, go so, go so hard, yeah [Verse 3: Futuristic] Let me be frank, y'all niggas suck Please quit rapping, shut the fuck up They say a nigga cocky, ya god damn skippy Cause can't nobody stop me Rapping ain't a hobby, you need a ticket to watch me Put a value on ya self, I swear my lyrics is not free Albums, mixtapes, snapbacks, tees, ringtones Sold out shows, signing them double D's Nigga, please, you will never be on the shit that I'm on They call me Futuristic, so I'm in a different timezone I call a girl to come and give me head until her mind's gone She wanna fuck? I'm straight off that, she wet she needs to dry off And that's the realest shit I ever said Kill me if you wanna, my music here so I'm never dead And that's the truth not a lie, how I feel about it is Futuristic or die [Hook: Futuristic]