Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Appetite, artist - Future. Date of issue: 18.11.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Appetite |
| I got an appetite for frame type |
| My lil' young nigga leave you niggas stanky |
| I don’t know what the fuck you thinkin' |
| I don’t know what the fuck you drinkin' |
| I got an appetite for frame type |
| My lil' young nigga leave you niggas stanky |
| I don’t know what you niggas drinkin' |
| I don’t know what the fuck you thinkin' |
| John F Kennedy nigga |
| My style straight up killing you niggas |
| Red bottom, Balenciaga, Balmain |
| Like I got a bald head, nigga Michael jordan |
| Come and fly with me I’m on a private jet |
| Come and smoke with me I smoke a pound of ses |
| Rich Gang nigga I can get you out a lot of debt |
| Big faced chicks, like I hit the Georgia Lottery |
| Like I hit the jackpot too |
| Any bitches coming by the three |
| I’m at the royal pawn with all the ice |
| Build a hundred thousand on some dice |
| I got an appetite for frame type |
| My lil' young nigga leave you niggas stanky |
| I don’t know what the fuck you thinkin' |
| I don’t know what the fuck you drinkin' |
| I got an appetite for frame type |
| My lil' young nigga leave you niggas stanky |
| I don’t know what you niggas drinkin' |
| I don’t know what the fuck you thinkin' |
| I done washed my hands, with a lot of mula |
| Choppers in the night nigga, Freddie Krueger |
| Niggas scared, a million dollars |
| Run for president and they dead |
| Muhammed Ali nigga Cassius Clay |
| Hit the vault with the dope like anime |
| Beat the dope till the dope won’t whip |
| Four Fifths hanging off a nigga hips |
| Spent eighty thousand bands Sak’s Fifth |
| Twenty bucks from a hundred on the shoes |
| Spin your top nigga, put you on the news |
| Spent two-hundred-thirty-thousand on a coupe |
| I got an appetite for frame type |
| My lil' young nigga leave you niggas stanky |
| I don’t know what the fuck you thinkin' |
| I don’t know what the fuck you drinkin' |
| I got an appetite for frame type |
| My lil' young nigga leave you niggas stanky |
| I don’t know what you niggas drinkin' |
| I don’t know what the fuck you thinkin' |
| Driving under the influence of Benjamins |
| Ski mask over my face I’mma business man |
| Sixteen ounces of raw codeine |
| Swapped out five Ms with whoadie |
| These bitches that don’t understand what go on behind the scene |
| I’m rocking my gold Audemar and that bitch will bling |
| You watching my watches |
| Not even knowing what my shit costs |
| Most of these niggas faking fugazi and they flossin' |
| Leasing your car, renting your jewelry, saying you bosses |
| Title the cars, title the houses, and my office |
| On the dime, my brother, my la familia, I’mma off him |
| Rich nigga shit I’m turning down million dollar offers |
| I got an appetite for frame type |
| My lil' young nigga leave you niggas stanky |
| I don’t know what the fuck you thinkin' |
| I don’t know what the fuck you drinkin' |
| I got an appetite for frame type |
| My lil' young nigga leave you niggas stanky |
| I don’t know what you niggas drinkin' |
| I don’t know what the fuck you thinkin' |