Intro
Future & Young Thug]
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One penthouse, two Benz
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This for shorty and her girlfriend, yeah
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I feel like I'm Hercules, oh
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You gone get paid if you work for me, oh
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
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About to feed my dogs, need pedigree, oh
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Ain't letting no money get away from me, ohh
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TSA ain't ready for me
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These bitches wish they was bartenders, just to get next to me
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The latest coupe, way too fast, you can't get next to me
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And I want the smoke, for real
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These 40's gone choke, for real
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.45, no colt
Nigga getting left afloat
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Nah, we ain't writing no note
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Never, nah
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I ain't gotta ride to the store no more
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I'ma let the Maybach go
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The pent' got a pole in it
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The marvelous Raf Simons
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Four levels in it
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I ain't even know you was in it
[Chorus: Young Thug]
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You can make love in the morning
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Cat Mink flow, I'm warm
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Got millions, just stay calm
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Nigga get turned upside down
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I was Rich way before the Gang
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I was Slime way before the name
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Kill shit like Sudan
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And that's all I gotta say
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Ain't leadin' you wrong
[Verse 2: Future]
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Runnin' the cars
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Stealin' bombs
Hope you blow up
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All this ice on my neck will make you throw up (yeah)
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Flew some bitch from Abu Dhabi, ready to go up (yeah)
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Soon as we give it to the streets, the price go up
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Up, up out of here, gone to Mercury
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All Chanel stores around the globe heard of me
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Might as well give it 'em now and catch the first degree
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Steven Spielberg shit with the currency
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Rock them dog collar chains, P. Diddy (P. Diddy)
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I can't let her go nowhere, she too pretty, truthfully
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She gone have a bad day, she ever think about crossin' me
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I done paid all the lawyers, but they can't talk for me
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When it come to closing deals, I finger fuck currency
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Pop a half a pill and chill, all my ice is currently (all my ice is currently)
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Plain jane, Richard Mille, I had to let my wrist breathe (breathe)
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Almost got frostbit when I rocked my AP
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Give this bitch a minute to breathe
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Looks can be deceivin', yeh
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Looks can deceivin'
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We going through life speedin'
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I fucked this bad European (foreign)
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She tucked her phone, I think she schemin'
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Ain't been to sleep, bitch, stop dreamin'
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If it ain't stress, you must be grievin'
Looks can be deceivin'
[Chorus: Young Thug]
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You can make love in the morning
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Cat Mink flow, I'm warm
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Got millions, just stay calm
Fm G#
Nigga get turned upside down
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I was Rich way before the Gang
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I was Slime way before the name
Fm
Kill shit like Sudan
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And that's all I gotta say
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Ain't leading you wrong
[Outro]
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