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Futuristic - Nu Nu Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yo, guess who back with a brand new swag
Treat that car like Tinder, swipe, that's a match
Pull up in a Jag’, matte black, no tags
I'm the opposite of Rosa, I be gettin' out the back
Put the city on the map, that’s established
Paintin' my roots, that's a radish?
Girls talkin' to me like, black is fabulous
Tryin' to get to my apparatus
I be in my bag like a carry-on
Yo, y'all niggas wack but carry on
Young rich hip nigga, very bomb
Timeless, like my vape game, very strong
I don't know what they on if they not on this
They say the guy like Kyle but without the lisp
Took Extenze for all the people that ride my dick
It was big, now it's bigger, so they all commit (Yeah, uh)

[Chorus]
I got that nu nu (True)
Y’all niggas boo-boo (Yuh)
These people fufu (They ain’t shit)
I'm driving them cuckoo (Yuh)
I got that nu nu (Hi-ya)
I got that nu nu (Oh, hi-ya)
I got that nu nu (Oh, hi-ya)
I got that nu nu, uh

[Verse 2]
Guess who back with a brand new steez
See a lotta mini-mes, RIP Verne Troyer
All I do is win, you ain’t got it on the beat
And I ball for the league, uh, Golden State Warriors (Yuh)
Women on they knees in search of vitamin D
I'm Sunny, I get the money, you wait for me in the foyer
I've been makin' moves, and gettin’ in there running'globes
Since I was a little boy, now my name's Tom Sawyer
That's paranoia, who that is?
Bad for the culture, who that kid?
Growed up then I blowed up, then I showed up
Now they showin' up like who you rich?
Got my fix out the licks when I take my trips
Meet your chick, sign her tits 'cause she playin' my hits
Like fish with the grits in my vodka sips
A lil' spritz while I spit with a flick of the wrist, ahh!

[Chorus]
I got that nu nu (True)
Y'all niggas boo-boo (Yuh)
These people fufu (They ain't shit)
I'm driving them cuckoo (Yuh)
I got that nu nu (Hi-ya)
I got that nu nu (Oh, hi-ya)
I got that nu nu (Oh, hi-ya)
I got that nu nu, uh

[Outro]
Off-deck, everybody
Off-deck, everybody
Drop trash, everybody
I'ma be the garbage man
Everybody, off track
Everybody, pop Xans
It's gettin' out of hand
I'ma be the garbage man
Take 'em away, take 'em away (Uh)
Take 'em away, take 'em away, yeah
Get in my lane, don't get in my lane (Uh)
Take 'em away, take 'em away