Future – Solitaires Lyrics Ft. Travis Scott
Solitaires Lyrics by Future Ft. Travis Scott
This is a new song which is sang by Famous Singer/Band Future. This song is from High Off Life Album.
[Intro: Future] (Wheezy outta here)
With a bit-h that’s shinin’, lookin’ like the moon
Said she wanna party, wanna let it loose
Bustin’ out my back room, she ain’t outta loop
Just jump in, let it in (Ooh)
I put it out, they come in (Ooh)
My new watch don’t tick
Drippin’ in Louis V, made a movie, and Prada another film
It’s the Don Dotta, I stand this Lamborghini on one wheel
Twelve o’clock, and I got my gun clocked and I’m on one pill
Monday, all the way to Sunday, pure-cut time to drill
Gettin’ my ladies, I’m gettin’ my paper, I’m gettin’ my trees (Woo, woo)
One thousand percent, keep it one thousand with me (Woo, woo, yeah)
Started with my squad so I can’t chill
Money over B!tches, gotta play the field
Coronavirus diamonds, you can catch the flu
Trap in bandos, walk in Jimmy Choos
Solitaries made of rockstar too (Ooh)
Solitary diamonds, I can show proof (Ooh)
That these B!tches on me just like a pop group
I got racks on my mind and I can’t lose (Yeah)
And I got solitary diamonds, solitary jewels
Watches full of baguettes, pockets full of blue (Yeah)
Solitary diamonds, solitary jewels
Girls gettin’ naked in my swimming pool (Yeah)
I wanna take care of you and your friends (Yeah)
I put it out, they come in (Ooh, it’s lit)
Radical decisions what we always choose
All the dogs is hungry and they sellin’ food (Yeah)
Every time we do it, tend to hit the news
I don’t want it if it’s stiff or if that pu$$y loose
Runnin’ up, they gunnin’ ’cause I got the juice
I been thuggin’ since a youngin’, brought the work to school
Floodin’ all the hundreds, we done broke the pool
All this money bring the power out and make the rules (Let’s go)
[Verse 2: Future & Travis Scott] Sipping on codeine got my screws loose
Making all this money got my screws loose (Yeah)
Ridin’ Lamborgini made her pu$$y juicy
Grippin’ on the wheel playin’ in her pu$$y
Diamonds my neck been going crazy
I think I need to see a psychiatrist (Ooh)
Living in the streets and the gutter raised me
I know how to sell narcotics (Yeah)
[Verse 3: Travis Scott] When they let us off of lock, man, we gon’ make that sh-t pop (Yeah)
Been humpin’ wifey for so long, she got a limp when she walk (Yeah)
Got seven drops in four spots, I get to pick where I live (Yeah)
In the back they playin’ twinsies like a Hugh Hefner zoo (Yeah)
On my teeth, these diamonds twinkle, and the legs, the jacuzzi (Yeah)
I be tweakin’ every day, I got some screws missin’ (Yeah)
I keep an Air Max pump on me, no, not my 270s (Yeah)
And they know just where I be, it’s like I’m 713 (Yeah)
Havin’ money on this side is not the conversation (Yeah, yeah)
Solitary diamonds for my dawg inside, he waiting, yeah (Straight up)
[Chorus: Travis Scott & Future] Solitary diamonds, solitary jewels
With a bit-h that’s shinin’, lookin’ like the moon
Said she wanna party, wanna let it loose
Bustin’ out my back room, she ain’t outta loop
I wanna take care of you and your friends
Just jump in, let it in (Ooh)
I put it out, they come in (Ooh, it’s lit)