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