Monsters Inc. Ski Mask the Slump God & ATL Jacob (Ft. Future)

[Intro]
ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob

[Verse 1: Future]
My gang over everything, I ain't gotta think about it twice
I'm a thinker, one nighter, it was hittin', smashin' on it twice
Pussy hit, I come through, pop up at apartments, yeah
Savage shit, fuck a bitch all on the carpet, yeah
I was geekin' in the nighttime, bitch, I'm iced out
Uh-huh, real spill, I’m comin' through in that nitro
Uh-huh, real spill, give a nigga a halo
Uh-huh, real spill, I'm still goin' after J-Lo
Uh-huh, can’t go back on my word when I was served when I was hurt
Ain't no turnin' me down when I got it on my nerve
Drip on me, I got it on me, I put in on, I'm surfin'
Take the drug money, go and drop it on the 'burb
I'm off the Earth, I go berserk, bitch, I'm the worst
I'm talkin' national, the hood on National Geographic
Cartier, the glasses, the white buff, cost at least four rackies
Super splashy, high fashion

[Chorus: Future]
Rich nigga sendin’ blicks, ain't gon' sell my soul (Yeah)
Bitch nigga, catch ya slippin', nigga wipin' your nose (Wipe)
Rich nigga, wrist flickin' like a snowball cone
Whip the fetty, whip the dog up with IceATL
Ask my ho, I done fell in love with Adderall
Ain't no tweetin', ain't no post, get a foreign car (Skrrt)
Treat my bitch like a ghost, yeah, I'm toxic, huh (Toxic, haha)
If she loyal, then that throat'll need an Audemars