[Intro: Gucci Mane & Future]
This that 1017 and XO
If young Metro don't trust you, I'ma shoot you

[Verse 1: NAV]
You got a show, you selling tickets to your best friends
My show be sellin' out, in 20 seconds
I fucked your bitch first, gave my broski seconds
My shooter itchin', wanna shoot over a mention
Pop a pill go to a whole other dimension
Takin' perkies, I'm avoidin' my depression
Pay the lawyer, make my boy avoid a sentence
He back on road, cashing out and livin' senseless

[Pre-Chorus: NAV]
Got my pot and got my fork (Got my fork, yeah)
Water whip, my wrist got torque (Whip whip, yeah)
Fronted work, you can't afford (Can't afford, yeah)
My clip long, don't come up short (Come up short, yeah)
Call you down and you ignore (Yeah)
Like Gucci Mane, we kick a door (Burr! yeah)
Buy designer when I'm bored (Yeah)
Take your main bitch on my tour (Yeah)

[Chorus: NAV & Gucci Mane]
I think I need some help to count all this money (Yeah)
I think I need some help to spend all these hundreds (Yeah)
I'm just a brown boy that made something from nothing (Yeah, me too)
Now I'm ballin' and you can't tell me nothin' (Yeah)
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