Brinks Truck Future (Ft. Young Thug)

[Intro]
(808 Mafia)

[Pre-Chorus: Future & Young Thug]
Every diamond on me did that (We some rockstars)
'Bout to diss this bitch like Big Cat
She won't let me go like a zip line (Yeah)
Yeah, quarter mill' for the big Jag, yeah
Global transformer, wide body (Skrrt)
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, serve purple mud (Skrrt, purp)
Tell 'em bring the Brinks Truck (Brinks Truck)
Dumpin' ashes on a gold cuban, kilo

[Chorus: Future & Young Thug]
First time I recognized it, it was perfect (First time)
The money to the sky, these bitches thirsty (Yeah, yeah)
Graduated out the streets, got my glow up (Glow up)
Three hunnid a zip, tell 'em pour up (Three hunnid)

[Verse 1: Future]
Those road memories feel like torture
Trappin' out the bando without a door on it
Only because I starve, I let my doors up
Before I go back, I'ma scrape the bowl 'cause
My lil youngin' don't know, ain't never seen a head on you
Used to see me walkin' in the rain, ain't no child school (Yeah)
Everything was coogi, I came out a movie
Coulda bought a Hi-Tech, yeah we drank the Actavis
Skipped every class but always win the calculus (Yeah)
Fifteen karat ring, I put it on my inccident