10 Black Cars (Skrrr) Future & Young Thug

[Intro: Young Thug & Future]
Ten black cars like the president
Ten black cars like the president
Ten black cars like the president
Ten black cars like the president
Skrrrrr

[Verse 1: Young Thug & Future]
I got, new G-Wagon Pirellies, yeah
Couture bape that's debit
Ten new whips, cranberries
Don't knock at the store for no credit
Drop the top on the car, spaghetti
Ain't no fraud in my gang, we winnin'
AMG on my engine
And I'm not pretending
My bank is the best, you gon' get it
My gators got mud like they swimmin'
I ran up them digits, John Lennon
I fucked on that kitty, no kiddin'
I turned my dawg to a plug
My niggas in love with the mud
I smash on that broad on the camera
These niggas, they don't want no Ana
The Maybach came in like a Sprinter
I am not a pretender (Woo)
We came down the block and we spent 'em
Hot box your rental (Yeah)
I got me at least fifty bitches, I need way more credentials
In the summer, my neck is on winter
Less of losers and way more winners
In the summer, my neck is on winter
I done hit her and got in the middle
Got a stash in the back of the rental
She gon' eat on a nigga like dinner
I get down and dirty for mine when shit get ugly
You gotta be out your fuckin' mind you think you fuck with me
Yeah