[Future] Codeine, molly help a nigga think, yeah Washin´ off my diamonds in the sink (DMC, you global now, nigga) Hood Baby, ain´t shit sweet
Bitch, I put you on the plate, my niggas gon´ eat (Pluto)
[Future] Catchin´ vibes in a purple mink, yeah, yeah (Uh) Codeine, molly help a nigga think, yeah, yeah (Codeine) Take the drugs ´til I can´t blink, yeah, yeah (Take the drugs) Poppin´ Adderall, sippin´ drink, yeah, yeah (Pop out) Lights off, no TV, bitch, I´m geeked, yeah, yeah (Lights off) Can´t take another loss from the streets, yeah, yeah (Ayy) Maybach coupe on fleek, tall like a Jeep, yeah, yeah (Woah, woah)
Some of these bitches speak Spanish and some Japanese, yeah, yeah (Woah, woah)
[Future] Came out the gutter, get throwed Fuck on your ho ´cause she throwed (Woah, woah) Sipping on lean, I´m getting throwed (Woah) Try my best to overdose (Woah, woah) Made three pills get ghost Speedin´ up my heart (Speed up) Two-doors and four-doors (Pluto) Fill up my garage (Woah, woah) Make these diamonds shine again ´cause I know times was hard, yeah (I know) I just lit the average one up, turned her to a star, yeah I took a trip to Mexico, my hustle took me far, yeah
Pushin´ up marshmallow coupe, now I feel like a god, yeah I went to space, had a coupe in the stars Man, I had to walk out and baguette it I told my young niggas go real hard They came back with a new presi´ How you came out these trenches? How gon´ starve and then try to forget it? (Can´t) Ran my M´s up, I´m counting it up and I ain´t sweat it yet
[Future] Catchin´ vibes in a purple mink, yeah, yeah (Uh) Codeine, molly help a nigga think, yeah, yeah (Codeine) Take the drugs ´til I can´t blink, yeah, yeah (Take the drugs)
Poppin´ Adderall, sippin´ drink, yeah, yeah (Pop out) Lights off, no TV, bitch, I´m geeked, yeah, yeah (Lights off) Can´t take another loss from the streets, yeah, yeah (Ayy) Maybach coupe on fleek, tall like a Jeep, yeah, yeah (Woah, woah) Some of these bitches speak Spanish and some Japanese, yeah, yeah (Woah, woah)
[Lil Gotit] Don´t give a fuck ´bout your folks (Woo) Hood Baby do what he want (Hood Baby) I go hard for these ceilings ABG, YSL G.O.A.T.´s (Brr) No, I´m not generic, I got on baguettes and ???[2:03] machetes
Fake my death, Makaveli, I´m livin´ my life, my family won´t tell it Suited and booted, we met up with all foreigns, no, you can´t tell it I´m making two guns with two gun barrels like Belly Wouldn´t wife you, not ??? She getting real mad, she actin´ real jealous I want all the lettuce Interfere with that lettuce, my niggas gon´ stamp it (Hood talk) All kind of talk I pulled up on curb ??? kept me a bar We let that bitch frrt We pull up with birds and snakes on these hoes Walk with them K´s on our shoulders, Lil Haiti We headshottin´ shit, we ain´t grazing In the booth gettin´ top from an Asian (Let´s go)
Wanna book a show, hit my agent Niggas ain´t playin´
[Future] Catchin´ vibes in a purple mink, yeah, yeah (Uh) Codeine, molly help a nigga think, yeah, yeah (Codeine) Take the drugs ´til I can´t blink, yeah, yeah (Take the drugs) Poppin´ Adderall, sippin´ drink, yeah, yeah (Pop out) Lights off, no TV, bitch, I´m geeked, yeah, yeah (Lights off) Can´t take another loss from the streets, yeah, yeah (Ayy) Maybach coupe on fleek, tall like a Jeep, yeah, yeah (Woah, woah) Some of these bitches speak Spanish and some Japanese, yeah, yeah (Woah, woah)
[Lil Keed] Cartier watches, Skydweller the Rollie, shit, I pay a load Don dada, the shottas, they ridin´ with me, I´m touring right on the road The money I pay for my watch, it came from the trap, it came from the stove Yeah, you droppin´ salt on me, I´m in LA with your ho Oh-oh, heard what y´all do on the real You livin´ with your friends, oh-oh Yeah, they soak drip like sponge ´Cause my rockstar drip is up Balling like Pistons, nigga You still on your pivot, nigga On a dirtbike in the hood poppin´ wheelies, nigga We slimy as it gets
Nah, ain´t no dummy, yeah, I went legit Finally got diamonds and finally got rich Double-R truck what we landin´ in Done made some money and family Blamin´ for the talk, get knocked off I´m tryna feel the breeze Talking ´bout your top dog, know I eat Pedigree Yeah, yeah, Slimeball