FTCU (Roman Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Future & Nicki Minaj]
(ATL Jacob, he a f*ckin' millionare)
Yeah

[Chorus]
Stuck the plug up (Yeah), stuck the, stuck the plug up (Yeah, yeah)
Stuck the plug up (Yeah), stuck the, stuck the plug up (Yeah, yeah)
Stuck the plug up (Yeah), stuck the, stuck the plug up
You runnin' your luck up, b*tch, I'm the plug duck

[Verse 1]
Ayo, I tell 'em that I'm the Sleeze, they tellin' me, "Okay, prove it"
I leave these b*tches on red, so now they know that they blue it
I tell 'em I'm movin' units, my videos, they gon' view it
Spotify ain't gotta lie, they really streamin' my music (Woop)
I give b*tches the crown, they f*ck around and lose it, nah (Nah)
I am the wave, I only wave when I'm tellin' 'em bye (Bye)
b*tch, we ain't twinnin', ain't fraternal or identical (–cal)
When I'm around, b*tch, you know you become invisible (–ble)

[Refrain]
Mm, who wanna play with Nicki?
Got the power, I could tell my n*ggas, "Spray like 50" (Brr)
Come on, b*tch, I just put a milli' on my Richie
Minus like fifty, mine was nine-fifty, sissy
[Chorus]
Stuck the plug up (Yeah), stuck the, stuck the plug up (Yeah, yeah)
Stuck the plug up (Yeah), stuck the, stuck the plug up (Yeah, yeah)
Stuck the plug up (Yeah), stuck the, stuck the plug up
You runnin' your luck up, b*tch, I'm the plug duck

[Verse 2]
Yeah, high heels on my tippies (Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm)
Dolce & Gabbana, that's on my titties
Cop me Vetements when I ride the di*kie
I still got the juice, b*tch, buy a sippie
I will never slippy like a Mickey
Stay in your Tory lane, b*tch, I'm not Iggy
I know that these n*ggas tryna bang like Chiddy
I am such a catch, n*gga, throw on ya mitty

[Refrain]
Uh, who wanna play with Nicki?
Got the power, I could tell my n*ggas, "Spray like 50"
Distribute about a million dollars, word to brickies
Told 'em to keep fifty, my cut nine-fifty, b*tchy

[Bridge]
Mm, give me my tens
Give me, give me my tens
Give me my tens
Then take away two, I ate, I win
Mm, give me my tens
Give me, give me my tens
Give me my tens
Then take away two, I ate it up again
[Verse 3]
Ate it up again (mm)
Queen bodied em’ again
This that real b*tch pus*y (Heavy)
Got Em swallowing again
Man , f*ck these hoes
Nicki’s Queen Give Her Tens (gimmie my tens)
Man, f*ck these b*tches, lying on they dead again (oop)
Now it’s me , petty & papa (grah)
Im a petty la ma &
If he ain’t clearing them checks
Ladies f*ck’ Em “Buy his life”
Ian arguing with no rude boy
“who dont got good pipe”
I got pipe , You got lice
I got bars , You got life (Ha)
They be with the sneak dissing
Mane these b*tches got no life (Gag)
(Ahahahahaha)
(Rich b*tch buy in ya dreams)

[Outro]
f*ck is wrong with these washed b*tches
Struggling & Scraping for a “top ten”
I went easy likkle b*tch
Ahaha
Roman went easy HOE
Now, Barbz I love you, may you prosper in every way possible
Ok? Ok!
Im Out
(Heavy on it all 2024)