Released: October 28, 2014

Songwriter: Metro Boomin Future

Producer: Metro Boomin

[Intro]
Monster, haha
Fuck boy
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga

[Chorus]
Fuck up your attitude, fuck all the gratitude (Hol' up)
All my bitch magical, all this shit magical (Hol' up)
All this shit radical, all this shit radical (Hol' up, hol' up)
All this shit radical, all this shit radical
Fuck all your attitude, fuck all your gratitude (Hol' up)
All this shit radical, all this shit radical (Hol' up)
All this shit magical, all this shit magical (Yeah, yeah)
All this shit radical, all this shit radical
All this shit radical, all this shit radical (Hol' up)
All this shit radical, all this shit radical (Yeah)
All this shit radical, all this shit radical
All this shit radical, all this shit radical (All this)
All this shit radical (All this), all this shit radical (All this)
All this shit radical (All this), all this shit radical (All this, all this)
All this shit radical (All this), all this shit radical (All this)
All this shit radical (All this), all this shit radical (All this)

[Verse 1]
Tiger stripe, Alexander Wang and Balenci' (Hol' up)
Off the White, nigga, I just came in in Fendi (Hol' up)
Purp type bitches (Hol' up), I just came like I'm Jimi (Hol' up)
Out of sight, all this fucking brain on my agendi (Hol' up)
Matte white mid, got it wrapped around a Rover (Hol' up)
Out my mind, nigga (I just), I'm so gone off that soda (Hol' up)
Fuck soda Rover (Hol' up), I just poured up a four up (Hol' up)
Yellow, yellow mojo, I got mojo and I got yellow (Hol' up)
Better not have no panties on you next time you see me
Hydroplaning, grab the tooly, futuristic treatment
Fuck fame, nigga, walking 'round with that semi
Fuck the plane, nigga, I'm bungee jumping out so freely

[Chorus]
Fuck up your attitude, fuck all the gratitude (Hol' up)
All my bitch magical, all this shit magical (Hol' up)
All this shit radical, all this shit radical (Hol' up, hol' up)
All this shit radical, all this shit radical
Fuck all your attitude, fuck all your gratitude (Hol' up)
All this shit radical, all this shit radical (Hol' up)
All this shit magical, all this shit magical (Yeah, yeah)
All this shit radical, all this shit radical
All this shit radical, all this shit radical (Hol' up)
All this shit radical, all this shit radical (Yeah)
All this shit radical, all this shit radical
All this shit radical, all this shit radical (All this)
All this shit radical (All this), all this shit radical (All this)
All this shit radical (All this), all this shit radical (All this, all this)
All this shit radical (All this), all this shit radical (All this)
All this shit radical (All this), all this shit radical (All this)

[Post-Chorus]
All this, all this, all this shit (I just)
All this, all this shit (Hol' up)
All this, all this, all this shit (I just)
Ayy, fuck all this shit (Hol' up)
All this, all this, all this shit (Hol' up)
Ayy, fuck all this shit (Hol' up)
All this, all this, all this shit (Hol' up)
Ayy, fuck all this shit (Hol' up)

[Verse 2]
Cowboy hat on me, I went blonde 'cause I'm bougie (Hol' up)
Matter fact, nigga, I got Saint Laurent groupies (Hol' up)
Fuck your attitude, I'm riding around with that Uzi (Hol' up)
I'm the same nigga pulled that 'Rari up at Crucial (Hol' up)
Fuck that laughing, nigga, I got your girl and made a movie (Film)
Had her gagging, nigga, she eat pussy like it's sushi
Fuck them Balis, nigga, 'cause I'm barely going to Lenox
Real Atlanta nigga, I posted up and eat at Benis (Benis)

[Chorus]
Fuck up your attitude, fuck all the gratitude (Hol' up)
All my bitch magical, all this shit magical (Hol' up)
All this shit radical, all this shit radical (Hol' up, hol' up)
All this shit radical, all this shit radical
Fuck all your attitude, fuck all your gratitude (Hol' up)
All this shit radical, all this shit radical (Hol' up)
All this shit magical, all this shit magical (Yeah, yeah)
All this shit radical, all this shit radical
All this shit radical, all this shit radical (Hol' up)
All this shit radical, all this shit radical (Yeah)
All this shit radical, all this shit radical
All this shit radical, all this shit radical (All this)
All this shit radical (All this), all this shit radical (All this)
All this shit radical (All this), all this shit radical (All this, all this)
All this shit radical (All this), all this shit radical (All this)
All this shit radical (All this), all this shit radical (All this)

[Post-Chorus]
All this, all this, all this shit (I just)
All this, all this shit (Hol' up)
All this, all this, all this shit (I just)
Ayy, fuck all this shit (Hol' up)
All this, all this, all this shit (Hol' up)
Ayy, fuck all this shit (Hol' up)
All this, all this, all this shit (Hol' up)
Ayy, fuck all this shit (Hol' up)

[Outro]
I just
Hol' up
I just
Hol' up
Hol' up
Hol' up
Hol' up

Future

Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn (b. November 20, 1983), popularly known as Future, is an American rapper and singer from Kirkwood, Atlanta, Georgia. He is signed to Epic Records. He is the cousin of Rocko and Rico Wade and a former associate of the Dungeon Family. He first rapped under the stage name Meathead.

Future has made himself known for his extensive use of auto-tune, producing a flurry of hit singles such as “Fuck Up Some Commas” and “Turn On The Lights”, among others.

Future is also known for his hook singing on tracks such as “Buy The World”, “U.O.E.N.O, “Loveeeeee Song” & “Pain”.