[Intro: Future]
Way too much fugazi got a nigga annoyed
Got the addy and the drop on you, ain't gon even show it
ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob
Hendrix
[Chorus: Future]
Buried money in the wall
Got it stashed, Oklahoma
Lined up, Cartier frames on me, glaucoma
Hit a spin in a drop', ooh, weed, Daytona
Goin' crazy with the vibes
Out in Turks me and Zona
Money got bitches goin'
Tote the heaters, keep goin'
Got the addy and the drop on you, ain't gon' even show it
Ain't trading in no cars, I just go and buy another one
Ain't tripping on no broad
I just went and bought another one
[Verse 1: Future]
Hit 'em back to back, it ain't over 'til it's over
Tell 'em check the stat
These niggas wack shit for me for free
Givenchy, Givenchy, got it, swag overseas, yeah
Trigger finger nigga, man, they happy just to squeeze, yeah
Mixed breed and she came from Spain, ooh
Money on both lines, I got dimes by the group
Spent a quarter M in the mall just on shoes
Put a switch on the Glock
Four bullets come out it shootin'
Take a trip to Turks with the vibes, what we doin'
Ordered up a jet and ain't no tellin' where we goin'
Switch the wardrobe out
Pull lil' shorty like she tourin‘
Smashin' off in a foreign
Way too much fugazi got a nigga annoyed
Got the addy and the drop on you, ain't gon even show it
ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob
Hendrix
[Chorus: Future]
Buried money in the wall
Got it stashed, Oklahoma
Lined up, Cartier frames on me, glaucoma
Hit a spin in a drop', ooh, weed, Daytona
Goin' crazy with the vibes
Out in Turks me and Zona
Money got bitches goin'
Tote the heaters, keep goin'
Got the addy and the drop on you, ain't gon' even show it
Ain't trading in no cars, I just go and buy another one
Ain't tripping on no broad
I just went and bought another one
[Verse 1: Future]
Hit 'em back to back, it ain't over 'til it's over
Tell 'em check the stat
These niggas wack shit for me for free
Givenchy, Givenchy, got it, swag overseas, yeah
Trigger finger nigga, man, they happy just to squeeze, yeah
Mixed breed and she came from Spain, ooh
Money on both lines, I got dimes by the group
Spent a quarter M in the mall just on shoes
Put a switch on the Glock
Four bullets come out it shootin'
Take a trip to Turks with the vibes, what we doin'
Ordered up a jet and ain't no tellin' where we goin'
Switch the wardrobe out
Pull lil' shorty like she tourin‘
Smashin' off in a foreign
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