Drug Money Yo Gotti (Ft. Future)

[Intro: Future]
Aye, FreeBand Gang
CMG
You can have whatever you want
You hear me, Aye (Turn Up!)
Turn down for what?

[Chorus: Future]
Drug money it’s gonna buy you what you want
Drug money it’s gonna buy you what you want
Drug money it’s gonna buy you what you want
Drug money it’s gonna buy you what you want
Fish scale, I’ll buy you what you want
Thousand bales, buy you what you want
A hundred squares, I’ll buy you what you want
Send it through the air, and buy you what you want

[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
I got plug money, gotta ship it back in Mexico
Slot money make you shoot yourself like plexico
Blood money, you fuck ‘round, be the next to go
Oil money, I got tanks of gas like Texaco
Drug money, bitch, I’m running out of head spot
Shoe money, I had a hundred in a Nike box
Ho money, I took my bitch to ball in harbor
Watch money, what’s a forty for a starter
In Mexico they’re growing weed in the back yard
In Mexico get a pound, a couple one hundred, dawg
Exotic money, now I be riding in exotic cars
Switch my flow up just like future, now I got exotic bars