After releasing a series of moderately successful mixtapes between 2010 and 2011, Future signed a major label deal with Epic Records and fellow American rapper Rocko's A1 Recordings, which helped launch his own label imprint Freebandz. Future subsequently began working on his debut studio album "Pluto," and in April 2012 released the album to positive reviews. The album spawned five singles, all of which charted on the Billboard Hot 100. The album was later re-released in November, as "Pluto 3D." His second studio album "Honest," was released on April 22, 2014, and is also performing with his group Freeband Gang. He released his highly anticipated third studio album, "DS2," on July 16, 2015. The Atlanta rapper also released several mixtapes during 2015, "Beast Mode" in January, "56 Nights" in March, and "What a Time to Be Alive (with Drake)" in September. Future released "Purple Reign" in January 2016. The 13-track mixtape was executive produced by Metro Boomin and DJ Esco, with additional production from Southside, Zaytoven, and more.
We in the Bith
Future Lyrics
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We got money in our pocket, and whatever you're sipping on
Red-bottom limping around this bitch, what the fuck you tripping on?
Twenty goons, they in this bitch, you better check your tone
And they gon' put you back in place if you do something wrong
We in this bitch (we in this bitch yeah we in this bitch yeah)
We got a section full of girls and they barely speak any English
We in this bitch, we in this ho
I got the .40 on me now, I'm worse than Plaxico
Shout to Gangsta Gibbs, he the next to blow
You should see my gangster grill, look like the shit from blow
Snow ya car transforming, is it a transformer?
You ever cook the whole thing on a George Foreman?
What about a nine on the gas grill?
Four-fifty for the zip, paid my gas bill
So many horses in the 'Rari, park it in the barn
Took the ice up out my cup and put it in my charm
And this bad bitch with me from another planet
Stay on the satellite phone, man, I can't stand it
Hey baby girl, hang the phone up
No talking with your mouth full, you's a grown-up
What the fuck? Who the hell?
Flashback in this bitch, thought I seen a scale
We got money in our pocket, and whatever you're sipping on
It's red-bottom limping around this bitch, what the fuck you tripping on?
Twenty goons, they in this bitch, you better check your tone
And they gon' put you back in place if you do something wrong
We in this bitch (we in this bitch yeah we in this bitch yeah)
We got a section full of girls and they barely speak any English
Let's toast it up to that life and I mean it
You know how we handle shit, gangster gutter glamorous
Zone One Atlanta shit, over all the amateurs
I'm walking off in here, a boss so, dog, approach with caution though
Disrespect is tolerated, that's some shit you ought to know
Niggas say they ball, yeah, but I'm balling harder though
Cold as the nose on a Appalachian Eskimo
It finna go down, ho, popping bottles, drown hoes
Paid niggas with us, ain't no broke niggas around so
Excuse me, who is he? I don't do this usually
But I'm too fresh to fight, somebody go and get security
I'm buying this, buying that, getting that check and flyin' jet
Boucheron, Constantine, Puff like, where you find that?
American at the nature, boy, a lot of nigga hate your boy
Pocket full of money, got more paper than a paperboy
Hoes jockin', on Twitter trending topic
Future, Jeezy, Cris, and Drama Tip say, let's go get it popping
We got money in our pocket, and whatever you're sipping on
It's red-bottom limping around this bitch, what the fuck you tripping on?
Twenty goons, they in this bitch, you better check your tone
And they gon' put you back in place if you do something wrong
We in this bitch (we in this bitch yeah we in this bitch yeah)
We got a section full of girls and they barely speak any English
Let's toast it up to that life and I mean it
I'm popping plenty bottles, like I got plenty bricks
Call me Mr. Marcus, I'm in this bitch
Super drink, super smoke and some super hoes
Vip looking like we won the fucking Superbowl
Thirsty chicks trying to give it, I don't want it
You been in more laps than the Indy 500
Conjure's what we drinking, faded til the world end
Never see me planking, unless I'm on your girlfriend
Ludacris, I been a staple in this Southern game
Got the best lines, so I guess I'm slinging Southern 'caine
My money's louder, you rappers need to hush more
My presidents rock, my accounts are Mount Rushmore
On the island and my phone is hitting dead spots
Altoid can of blue pills, that's my X-box
You could hate, you could diss, you could make a wish
But eight albums, and Luda's still in this bitch
In the song, "We in the Bith", Future raps about the lavish lifestyle that he and his crew enjoy. Throughout the song, Future mentions how he and his goons are in the club, sipping champagne while being surrounded by girls who can barely speak English. Future also goes on to say that anyone who steps on their toes will feel the wrath of his twenty goons. Later in the song, Future talks about different topics such as drug dealing, cooking drugs on a George Foreman grill, and even his admiration for Ludacris.
The chorus of the song, "We in this bitch" is a common phrase used in hip-hop to show that the rapper and his crew are present and in control of the environment they are in. Through the use of this phrase, Future shows that he is not only present but also that him and his crew are running the club. The mention of twenty goons also serves to create an atmosphere of fear, showing that anyone who dares to disrespect him or his crew will have to face the consequences.
The second verse features rapper Ludacris, who uses his verse to talk about his success in the rap game. He boasts about his longevity and the fact that even after eight albums, he is still relevant in the rap game. Ludacris also uses his verse to take shots at other rappers who may try to diss him.
Line by Line Meaning
Pluto, Dram') We in this bitch (Actually can I talk?)
We're currently partying and having a good time. Can I speak without interruption?
We got money in our pocket, and whatever you're sipping on
We are wealthy and financially stable. You're also enjoying your beverage.
Red-bottom limping around this bitch, what the fuck you tripping on?
I'm wearing expensive Louboutin shoes and I'm wondering what's causing the issue here?
Twenty goons, they in this bitch, you better check your tone
I have my security here with me, so watch your attitude and language.
And they gon' put you back in place if you do something wrong
My security will act accordingly if you cause any trouble.
We in this bitch (we in this bitch yeah we in this bitch yeah)
We are currently having a great time in this venue and embracing it.
We got a section full of girls and they barely speak any English
We have a VIP area with women who don't speak much English.
Let's toast it up to that life and I mean it
Let's raise our glasses to this lifestyle we're enjoying and celebrate it.
You know how we handle shit, gangster gutter glamorous
We know how to deal with things in a violent but elegant manner.
Zone One Atlanta shit, over all the amateurs
We're from Atlanta and we're superior to any inexperienced or unskilled people.
I'm walking off in here, a boss so, dog, approach with caution though
I'm entering this place as a powerful figure, so be careful how you approach me.
Disrespect is tolerated, that's some shit you ought to know
I'll allow some level of disrespect, but don't push it too far.
Niggas say they ball, yeah, but I'm balling harder though
Others claim they're successful, but I'm at a higher level of success.
Cold as the nose on a Appalachian Eskimo
I'm as unemotional as a person from a very cold and harsh environment.
It finna go down, ho, popping bottles, drown hoes
We're about to have a wild night, drinking and partying, surrounded by attractive women.
Paid niggas with us, ain't no broke niggas around so
I have wealthy individuals with me, and you won't find any less affluent people around us.
I'm popping plenty bottles, like I got plenty bricks
I'm consuming a lot of expensive alcohol, as if I had a large stash of drugs.
Call me Mr. Marcus, I'm in this bitch
I'm here and my presence is known. You can refer to me as Mr. Marcus.
Thirsty chicks trying to give it, I don't want it
Women are trying to offer themselves to me, but I'm not interested.
You been in more laps than the Indy 500
You've been with an excessive amount of men, similar to the racers in the Indy 500.
Ludacris, I been a staple in this Southern game
I've been a significant figure in the rap scene of the Southern United States.
My money's louder, you rappers need to hush more
My wealth and success are more impressive than those of other rappers.
My presidents rock, my accounts are Mount Rushmore
The bills I have are valuable and my bank accounts are extremely wealthy.
On the island and my phone is hitting dead spots
I'm on an island where cell reception is poor, which shows how rich and secluded I am.
Altoid can of blue pills, that's my X-box
I'm carrying a small case of Viagra pills in my pocket, which is my equivalent to an X-box gaming console.
You could hate, you could diss, you could make a wish
People can dislike me or say negative things, but it won't bother me. They can also wish for things, but I'm already living a great life.
But eight albums, and Luda's still in this bitch
I've released eight albums and I'm still relevant and successful in the music industry.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Daniel Johnson, Jeremy Coleman, Clifford Harris, Christopher Bridges, Jay Jenkins, Nayvadius Wilburn, Tyree Simmons
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