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Fukk A Interview

Future English

Intro: Afroman

Yeah, we did itFreedom of speechRight on, right on, yeah, God blessYeah, power to the peopleYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahYeah, we did it

Verse: Future

Bro can't go passed the door, we out on bond on fed papers (Swear)Paid a M off to the judge, I'm steppin' in alligatorFuck a hater, fuck a traitor, I'm ready to go on a caper (Fuck them niggas)Soon as I came up off them bales, niggas was callin' me SlaterCreepin' in, Lil Mexico, I was servin' dope out a hotboxPerformante hard top, I'm cookin' white sock (What you gon' do?)Who havin' Oxycontin? Who got the whole trap hot? (Yeah)Candy-coated, Pluto GOATed, bitch can't leave me (Yeah, yeah)Fuck a skeezer, I'm jumpin' on jet with a deezer (Jump on a jet)Rollin' up reefer, from the beeper, I'm achieverSo-so geeked up, I'm posted up with tweakersPluto was hustlin' in elementary, nigga, before I was famous (Ski)Pluto Presidential, blick on me just like a gangster (Yeah, yeah)Ho know I go in my bag, ain't got nothin' but cash in (Ain't got cash)Rocky, rocky, rocky, I can buy a body (Buy a body)ASAP, nigga, ain't with none of the bap, nigga (ASAP)Drug money with the older Pluto, it smell like coke now (Woo)Lil' bitty, local joker, I can fuck your ho now (Fuck your ho)Got that blade on me, that's a cutter, I'm ready to cut a nigga (Cutter)Layin' in the grass like a snake, I'm ready to slime a nigga (Slime)Straight out that murder zone, I'm king and shit, on that demon shit (Niggas dying)I can't say no names no more, my dog got ten or more (Oh)Cartel pullin' up on me, I'm not the average Joe (Woah)I was born in Zone 6, nigga, I tote my own stick (Yee)Coolin' off in Eliantte, I got heat, nigga (Cold)Hundred chains on, I'm the first nigga put my hood on (Hood on)Speak my name wrong, blew a M throwing a ring on (What else?)Foreign, it's change on me, China white, Hong Kong (What else?)Wah, talkin' Chinese, wah-wah (What you doin'?)Wah, talkin' Chinese, yah-yah (Yah-yah-yah)Lil' one flippin', Jackie Chan (Yah-yah)Gang land, we don't respect the gang tat' (Lil Mexico)Junkies line up at the door like fast food (East Atlanta)Can't sugarcoat this shit, fuck a interview

Outro: Future

What you doin'?Can't sugarcoat this shit, fuck a interview
What the song means

"Fukk A Interview" is a boastful, aggressive rap track in which Future presents his street life without softening it. The verse is a stream of brags and threats: drug dealing, guns, expensive cars and jewelry, rivals and traitors he wants to deal with, and a constant sense that violence is close. The intro, with Afroman's celebratory shouts about freedom of speech and power to the people, makes the track sound like a declaration of independence from whatever a journalist might expect.

The mood starts loud and confident, moves through a rapid run of dark bragging and paranoia, and then breaks into playful ad-libs like "Wah, talkin' Chinese" and "Jackie Chan," which lighten the tension without changing the threat underneath. The outro comes back to the central idea: he refuses to sugarcoat anything, so the interview can go to hell.

The key images carry the message. The line about junkies lining up at the door "like fast food" shows how he sees his business as normal, even routine, and treats people's addiction as product. The gun slang and the "hundred chains" show that his image is built on weapons and status. The chorus title works as a statement of attitude: he would rather be raw and unfiltered than polished for the press.

Key phrases explained
blick
gun (street slang) — Used as slang for a handgun, showing he is armed and ready for conflict.
tote my own stick
carry my own gun — A street expression meaning he carries his own weapon for protection.
Junkies line up at the door like fast food
drug addicts queue at his door like at a drive-thru — A vivid image comparing his drug sales to a fast-food business.
Pluto GOATed
Pluto is the greatest of all time — "Pluto" is Future's nickname, and "GOAT" is slang praising him as the best ever.
Can't sugarcoat this shit
I can't make this sound nicer than it is — The hook's main message: he will speak bluntly, not polish the truth.
Song info
Release date
2026-07-10
Album
The Real Me
Written by
Future, Wheezy, ATL Jacob, Finatik, Zac, Caleb Bryant
Produced by
Wheezy, ATL Jacob, FNZ, Caleb Bryant

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