Red Bentley Future & Juice WRLD (Ft. Young Thug)

[Intro: Future & Kodak Black]
You do the bag
That's what we on?
(Murda on the beat, that's not nice, man)
Okay, we on some crazy shit (Woo!)

[Chorus: Future]
Pissin' on my watch, like I got a bad bladder
I'm simply fuckin' with shawty because her ass fatter
All red Bentley truck, Alpha, Kappa
They're checkin' my profile, no pic, I'm still fresher

[Verse 1: Future & Young Thug]
Drinkin' syrup, cookin' birds, snatch utensil
Crawfish, nigga, jelly, salt as pepper
Fresh Prince, Hublot, nigga, black and pink
Every time I go in my jewelry box, gotta wear my mink
And my drip expensive, 12 karat apiece
All my tennis chains look like earrings on obese (Yeah)
All a nigga do is drink codeine, make at least a mil' a week (Yeah)
No limit, nigga, gon' see 'bout your dawg, want nothin' but some murders (Yeah)
It's a Therapedic, pop the new tags (Yeah)
When I piss on diamonds, you can smell the Xan (Yeah)
I'm wipin' my ho down with gold, you don't understand (Yeah)
Niggas in Paris, I'm with the gang members in France (Yeah)
Got a half a ticket scattered on my hands (Yeah)
I'm on three drugs, I need a cat scan (Yeah)
Wipe the barrel off the nose of that yoppa (Yeah)
I got 'em comin' off the bench, Jamal Crawford (Yeah)