Mr. Jones Pop Smoke (Ft. Future)

[Intro: Pop Smoke & Future]
Oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh
Said we in Miami (Oh, ooh, oh, oh)
We just left Mr. Jones (Oh-oh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck
Yeah

[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones (Left Mr. Jones)
With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck (Ready to fuck)
She said she wanna be a bartender, I'm like, "Your ass ain't fat enough"
Before you get that, you better go and get a tummy tuck (Tummy tuck)
She like, "Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?"
I ain't givin' you shit unless you suckin' all of us (Suckin' all of us)
She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie somе pussy (Some pussy)
The lil' nigga fucked around and got sprung (Got sprung)

[Verse 1: Pop Smoke]
Shе came out the room like, "Papi, my ass hurt"
She just put up with mad work, yeah
You worried 'bout the wrong thing
That's backwards, it's 'bout the cash first
When you down, we roll up that sour
Break it down in the back, girl
If I say that you mine, that mean that you ours
You can't put me first, that's backwards