[Chorus: Future]
I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time
Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time
Fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
I'm at Pluto, I'm at Mars at the same damn time
On the sofa, popping bottles, at the same damn time, ayy
[Verse 1: Akon]
I'm far with this shit, it's a lot going on at the same damn time right about now
I put that on my block, nigga this ain't nothin' new to me
Rollie on my wrist, designer shoes and a Gucci treat
Supermodel bitches and they frizz all in my bathroom'd up
Team money said they like 'er, I said fuck it then I'm passin' up
Got money to blow, I get it like I print it all
A million at the show, ain't no way that I could spend it all
Monday I be all up in my Lambo, cross me pocket chips
Tuesday pull the Rrari up, say I'm on some floss 'n' shit
Wednesday I'm confused, I don't know which car to head on with
I want something new, I'm about to buy some other shit
But I don't know which car to go in yea
I said fuck it, went and bought a lil' jet
[Chorus: Future]
I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time
Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time
Fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
I'm at Pluto, I'm at Mars at the same damn time
On the sofa, popping bottles, at the same damn time, ayy
I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time
Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time
Fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
I'm at Pluto, I'm at Mars at the same damn time
On the sofa, popping bottles, at the same damn time, ayy
[Verse 1: Akon]
I'm far with this shit, it's a lot going on at the same damn time right about now
I put that on my block, nigga this ain't nothin' new to me
Rollie on my wrist, designer shoes and a Gucci treat
Supermodel bitches and they frizz all in my bathroom'd up
Team money said they like 'er, I said fuck it then I'm passin' up
Got money to blow, I get it like I print it all
A million at the show, ain't no way that I could spend it all
Monday I be all up in my Lambo, cross me pocket chips
Tuesday pull the Rrari up, say I'm on some floss 'n' shit
Wednesday I'm confused, I don't know which car to head on with
I want something new, I'm about to buy some other shit
But I don't know which car to go in yea
I said fuck it, went and bought a lil' jet
[Chorus: Future]
I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time
Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time
Fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
I'm at Pluto, I'm at Mars at the same damn time
On the sofa, popping bottles, at the same damn time, ayy
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