Rvssian & Future – M&M (ft. Lil Baby) (Audio, Lyrics)

Jamaican record producer, Rvssian and Future join on the new “M&M” song featuring Lil Baby. The song was self-produced by Rvssian. Listen,s stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download.

Rvssian & Future M&m

Jamaican producer Rvssian has teamed up with Atlanta rapper Future for the brand new single, titled “M&M,” with a feature from Atlanta rapper Lil Baby. The track was released on Wednesday (December 15) through Rich Immigrants and Interscope Records.

The song is planked by a retro synth loop, which Lil Baby destroys for a fiery first verse and chorus before Fire Marshall Future comes through for the second verse. Future is listed as the main artist on the record, while Baby is featured.

“When I made the beat, I think it was pretty unique, because the synth was kind of like retro-ish, and I made it with the track, and I said, ‘Lil Baby, I think Lil Baby would kill it,'” said Rvssian about the song during an interview with Zane Lowe on Apple Music 1. “I reached out to him, he loved the beat. It’s recorded a few months back when it was more heavy on lockdown, and recorded at his house, and he FaceTimed me, let me hear it, and I thought it was fire. And then, I wanted to put somebody else on, so I reached out to Future, and he loved it, and he killed it.”

Rvssian also praised Future’s skills during the interview, saying, “He definitely knows what to say to catch people’s ears. Some people call him a very talkative person, but I think that’s what makes his music unique and different. People just love it, especially with his melodies. For sure. I think that’s what he’s mastered over the years, really.”

Rvssian & Future – M&M (ft. Lil Baby) (prod. Rvssian)

Lyrics

[Intro: Future]
Ayo, Rvssian, you’re a space cadet with this one
(Ayy, Rvssian)

[Chorus: Lil Baby]
I checked my bank account, it was negative
I checked again, I had me some M&Ms
I ain’t fuckin’ on a ho if she regular
I’m putting bad bitches on the schedule
They dropped the sauce, they mad I leveled up
Shine in the dark, I’m holdin’ my Rollies up
I’m from the streets, I got my portfolio
They talkin’ bad, they don’t even know me though
I got this game I got from the corner store
Gotta be in it, cannot be on you though
I used to serve for real like a Dominos
I sip the syrup for real, my momma know
Hit from the back, I stand on my tippie-toe
Now I’m so smooth, roll through like a finger roll
They’ll never understand all this lingo
I get them bricks in like a gringo

[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
Ho hoppin’, tote poppin’
Keep a nigga main bitch throat poppin’
Keep the squirrels in the hood like I know papi
Chop ’em down like I teach karate
My lil’ niggas run up in there like robots
Trap bunkin’, I got four spots
Automatic twelve gauge, that’s a door stopper
Catch ’em slippin’, we gon’ throw ’em out
If it’s four of us, we got four choppers
If it’s three of us, we got three choppers
Do you get the point? Man, we keep choppers
We gon’ fold ’em up like some Reebox
Turn a Glock .40 to a beat box
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa
Pow-pow-pow-pow-pow
When it’s beef I ain’t hear a peep out ya
If they kill me, they gon’ creep ’bout ya
I’m a God in my hood, you can read ’bout it
I put shooters on payroll, I feed goblins
Every nigga around me ain’t gon’ need nothin’
Fly the homies in town, they gon’ crease somethin’
While I sit back and have me a threesome
Got these old head niggas in they feelings
They gon’ really be mad when I fuck they bitches

[Chorus: Lil Baby]
I checked my bank account, it was negative
I checked again, I had me some M&Ms
I ain’t fuckin’ on a ho if she regular
I’m putting bad bitches on the schedule
They dropped the sauce, they mad I leveled up
Shine in the dark, I’m holdin’ my Rollies up
I’m from the streets, I got my portfolio
They talkin’ bad, they don’t even know me though
I got this game I got it from the corner store
Gotta be in it, cannot be on you though
I used to serve for real like a Dominos
I sip the syrup for real, my momma know
Hit from the back, I stand on my tippie-toe
Now I’m so smooth, roll through like a finger roll
They’ll never understand all this lingo
I get them bricks in like a gringo

[Verse 2: Future]
In the streets, Pluto bigger than Jigga
Got racks to my ear, nah, I can’t hear you
Come to the jeweler, it come to this mula
You might as well call me Godzilla
I got these thotties and hotties, exotics
Exotics got bodies on bodies, what’s up?
Real, I’m a rock star but way triller
I fucked on a pop star then hit a stripper
I rock Cavalli, man, fuck bein’ modest
Just looked at my arm, that’s a new Maserati
I’m overseas on you lil’ bitty shrimps
Somebody country and I’m higher than a blimp
I fucked a rapper bitch and had her star struck
Man, I damn near should’ve been a pimp
I put her in Tom Ford googles
When she go down to give a nigga lip
I’m over-quoted, I’m worse than Ebola
Coco Chanel, got them straight out the corner
Pitch black, see I’m lit up, Baguetti
I slice a average like a machete
Flyer than a parachute, never forget it
You niggas some hoes, don’t ever forget it

[Chorus: Lil Baby]
I checked my bank account, it was negative
I checked again, I had me some M&Ms
I ain’t fuckin’ on a ho if she regular
I’m putting bad bitches on the schedule
They dropped the sauce, they mad I leveled up
Shine in the dark, I’m holdin’ my Rollies up
I’m from the streets, I got my portfolio
They talkin’ bad, they don’t even know me though
I got this game I got it from the corner store
Gotta be in it, cannot be on you though
I used to serve for real like a Dominos
I sip the syrup for real, my momma know
Hit from the back, I stand on my tippie-toe
Now I’m so smooth, roll through like a finger roll
They’ll never understand all this lingo
I get them bricks in like a gringo

[Outro: Future]
You know how the niggas comin’ ’bout Rvssian
Whole lotta Free Bandz, whole lotta money
You know what I’m sayin’?
Whole lotta shottas, don’t play with them