Charge Me Future

Damn I hate what happened to my n*gga

[Chorus]
If another rapper OD, they might try to charge me
Molly, percs, and codeine that shit got me godly
If another rapper OD, they might try to charge me
Percocets and codiene, they look at me godly
If another rapper OD, they might try to charge me
Molly, percs, and codeine, they look at me godly
Whippin' up bugatti's, now I finally got it
Speaking on exotic, I should, got it, cop it
Talking bout a plug, gotta bring up scooter
Doing a lot of drugs, raised a lot of shooters
Smoke ya homie up, then go hit the jeweler

[Verse]
Cartiers are skeleton and I got emeralds in the cut
All my n*ggas convicted felons but all I got is us
I stayed down till I got it, right now my car interior plush
I pop champagne bottles up, but all I sip is tuss'
I'm a street n*gga for eternity, I ain't changing up
You know where I belong bitch so never bring it up
I got lots and lots of racks, I see no competitor
I can get a n*gga whacked, for the price of Francis Cuts
So many times get overdosed
I continue to pour it up
La Familia, Cosa Nostra
Run a billion dollars up
Nonstop around the clock, ain't no way they goin' compete
If another rapper die, they goin' blame that shit on me