Aerobix FBG Goat & Future

[Part I]

[Intro: Future]
Sippin' soda, codeine
Hundred thousand on an AP, holy moly
Baby Goat got your bitch on Snapchat doin' aerobics
(Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that?)

[Chorus: Future]
Cocaine on my wrist, yeah (Yeah)
Bust down on my bitch, yeah (Yeah)
Glock 40 got a switch, yeah (Yeah)
Pour four O's in the drink (Yeah)
I spend Kevin Durant on the Mink (Yeah)
I got that thrilla vanilla, for realla (Yeah)
I'm doin' drugs, I'm doin' chinchilla (Yeah)
Come for the cash, put the money on the counter (Yeah)
Dig up the dirt, put the gold in my dinner (Yeah)
I'm stayin' hot at the end of December (Yeah)
Yellow my gold and it got me geeked (Yeah)
Wipe a bitch nosе, make her kneel to my feet (Yeah)
Young trap boy, I bе playin' with the key
Sippin' on soda, codeine (Yeah, Freebandz, yeah)
Sippin' on soda, codeine (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Future]
Yeah, I'm in the one with the motor in the back, yeah
Ride with that fan on my lap, yeah
Dropped a lil' bag get em zapped yeah
Trap at the store, almost died, yeah
I watched a hater get clapped, yeah
I told 'em I wasn't there, yeah
Maybach two-tone, Patek two-tone
I ain't playin' fair (Yeah, yeah)
Rolex, Patek's (Yeah)
Drugs, habits (Yeah)
Drivin', baggin' (Yeah)
Transformer snatchin' (Yeah)
Flossin' diamonds on me, yeah (Yeah), do the Janet Jackson (Yeah)
I pray I don't go to Hell, but if I do I'm swaggin' (Yeah)
Drop a Maserati just on a bracelet, that right there ain't nothin'
Took your wife and gave her back, she wasn't in my plans
Can't remember how we met, I was on them Xans
I fucked that bitch in the Sprinter, snapped her like a can