Future Hendrix lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Add it up, on my mama son
Turn that sh*t down, yeah (Trey LB)
That's my blood brother
We ain't beefing 'bout no hoes, we f*ck them hoes together
I came through PJ, came through Trackhawk, real fly feller
For sure, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, I feel like I'm Future Hendrix, 2016
Stuffin' them rackies in my pocket, f*ckin' them thotties every day
Flew them pounds back from Cali', bringin' 'em where my sister stay
Money bustin' out the bank, I just spent two hundred K

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, bad ho getter, real P pusher, bad ho f*cker
I get turned up when that G6 poppin', yeah
And they know my name in the trenches with a blade, yeah
Say something 'bout my gang, tryna stab him in his face, yeah

[Verse]
Every time I eat, they get a slice, yeah
Every time I pop one, it's gon' get me out my body
Adderall just bustin', I can't fight it, yeah
Come and show me somethin', I know that pink pus*y like me
Pink pus*y fitness, all blue hunnids
49 gettin' money in the trenches with my gun on me, yeah
AP flooded, big face bustin', n*gga, yeah
Yeah, she know I'm a dog, but she gon' stay, yeah
Long as a n*gga give her what she want, she say she straight, yeah
I know they wanna see me lose, they drinking hater-ade, yeah
All them n*ggas fake, at least that's what my daddy say, yeah
Big 49 the muscle, I'm a fresh street legend, yeah
Way she throw it back, make me wanna leave somethin' in her
If she Gucci, I salute her
If she pretty, I'ma kiss her
If she fine, I think I'ma waste my time for that pus*y
[Bridge]
Yeah, that's my blood brother
We ain't beefing 'bout no hoes, we f*ck them hoes together
I came thorugh PJ, came through Trackhawk, real fly feller
For sure, yeah, yeah
sh*t

[Chorus]
Yeah, I feel like I'm Future Hendrix, 2016
Stuffin' them rackies in my pocket, f*ckin' them thotties every day
Flew them pounds back from Cali', bringin' 'em where my sister stay
Money bustin' out the bank, I just spent two hundred K

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, bad ho getter, real P pusher, bad ho f*cker
I get turned up when that G6 poppin', yeah
And they know my name in the trenches with a blade, yeah
Say something 'bout my gang, tryna stab him in his face, yeah