Song Lyrics

Hitmaka
Right Now Sound
Montana!

Sitting, my diamonds glisten (bling)
I don't talk, I listen (listen)
I learn new things, f*ck the cool thing (skrrt)
Too much drama for my momma (momma!)
Never put your love in dollars (dollars)
Me and Puff poppin' collars, rest in peace to Wallace
Baby, Junior mafia
We the hottest, that's the obvious
French vanilla bottle
Hundred mill a convo
On my neck, the lotto
Global express to Cabo, Ty (skrtt, skrrt, skrtt)

We gon' give you anything, diamond rings
I could bring, tuh
And I put you on the team, that should mean that
I'm fucking you tonight
Ooh, yeah
I'm fucking you tonight

Make decisions, I wanna play with your permission
Gimme that kitty, girl, wash the dishes
Now spread them legs, call it long division
That pussy taste like woah, woah
I hit it like woah-oah-oah-oah (woah)
I kiss it like ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (ooh)
Don't stop, I need more (more)
Every time I pull away
Something keeps on telling me to stay (stay)
I can't keep these memories off my head (head)
So that

He don't give you anything, diamond rings
I could bring, tuh
And I put you on the team, that should mean that
I'm fucking you tonight (bring a friend then another one)
I'm fucking you tonight (night, tonight)

He don't give you everything, diamond rings
I could bring, tuh
If I put you on the team, that should mean that
I'm fucking you tonight (bring a friend then another one)
I'm fucking you tonight (night, tonight)

I might get a room for you tonight
Maybe we can champagne cheers tonight
Make you swallow all of your fears tonight
How you gon' let them hoes tell you what you like
I'm in Nieman Marcus throwing tantrums
You thinkin' you know high fashion
Just to take it off, babe
Let's see you run your mouth when I take it down
Now, now, now
Every time I pull away, yeah yeah
Something keeps on telling me to stay (stay)
I can't keep these memories out my head (head)
So baby

He don't give you anything, diamond rings
I could bring, tuh
And I put you on the team, that should mean that
I'm fucking you tonight (bring a friend then another one)
I'm fucking you tonight (night, tonight)

He don't give you everything, diamond rings
I could bring, tuh
If I put you on the team, that should mean that
I'm fucking you tonight (bring a friend then another one)
I'm fucking you tonight (night, tonight)

I might end up with you
Kissing, touching, fucking
Bring a friend then another one
Girl your body's calling for me
I'm fucking you tonight (whoa)
I'm fucking you tonight (whoa)

Arin Ray, Austin Owens, Christian Ward, Christopher Dotson, Christopher Wallace, Daron Jones, James Foye Iii, Jeremih Felton, Karim Kharbouch, Melvin Moore, Paul Cabbin, Robert S Kelly, Sean Combs, Tyrone Griffin

The duration of FYT is 4:05 minutes and seconds.