We Winnin Future (Ft. Young Scooter)

[Chorus: Future]
My ice so rocky, got my body on cold
I got bad bitches 'round me everywhere I go
Winter, summer, spring, fall, I'ma change wardrobes
Gotta straighten out your stacks when them stacks won't fold, ayy
We winnin', we winnin'
We winnin', we winnin'
We winnin', we winnin'

[Verse 1: Future]
A couple fine ass dimes on my line don't chill
I go to Pluto, that's a sign that my ice all real
I got that water drippin' off me from my neck to my ears
When them packs touch down, we run through 'em over here
Fine ass dimes on my my line on chill
I go to Pluto, that's a sign that my ice all real
I got that water drippin' off me from my neck to my ears
When them packs touch down, we run through 'em over here
I set the world on fire, it's my hood premier
I got the lawyer in the studio to scrape 'em out the rear
I have a check for your mothers, it would take a month to clear
I'm throwin' money in the air, bitch holdin' back tears
For my nigga June bug got life plus ninety-nine years
We poppin' bottles every day like it's a brand new year
I bought a Audemar Piguet and they lookin' at me weird
I'll fly to Miami today to cop some fresh new gear