[Intro: Future]
Haha, yeah

[Verse 1: Future & Travis Scott]
I made you get that Richard Mille and bust it down, bitch
I made you get that Patek first and bust it down, bitch
I came from out the jungle with this shit written on my arm, no cap (Yeah, yeah)
I'm a franchise nigga, yup (You like a hundred mil' up)
Yeah, ten Cuban links, I got game (Two hundred million)
Yeah, I bought my first Rollie servin' 'caine, yeah
Told your main thing, shit, at least she can pour my cup
I put pink diamonds in your teeth, yup (Pluto)
Fully loaded, totin' magazine, yup (Super)
Bitch, I'm rollin' and I'm on codeine, yup (Bitch, I might be)
Pussy good and deep, she belongs to the streets, yeah
Swag in Tokyo and the plug Japanese, yeah
I been gettin' my chеcks before I knew what was Nikеs (Knew what was Nikes)
Mixed breed bad bitch, bite me like I'm Tyson
PJ X-rated, know I make it thunder and lightnin' (Yeah)
Take that nigga BIN and bring me a hundred thousand ones
One fifty for the walkthrough, I'm totin' my gun (Pew)
Me and slatt, slatt, that's Super Slimey shit (Super Slimey, ayy)
Swappin' hoes out, we just slimed the bitch out, yeah (Swappin', yeah, alright)
Watch so froze, don't know what time it is now, yeah
Sak pasé, we shootin' with confidence (N'ap boule)
Buy a bitch a Birkie, that's a compliment, yeah (Straight up)
Ballin' like the Lakers, won a championship, yeah (Ooh, ooh)
Pluto, Freeband Gang (It's lit)
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