Don’t We Travis Porter (Ft. Future)

[Intro: Future]
Don’t we? Don’t we? Don’t we? Don’t we?
Don’t we? Don’t we? Don’t we? Don’t we?
(Travis P., Future Hendrix)
Don’t we? Don’t we? Don’t we? Don’t we?
Don’t we? Don’t we? Don’t we? Don’t we?

[Chorus: Future]
Don’t we? Don’t we? Don’t we give these hoes some molly?
Don’t we chat these bitches? Don’t we? Don’t we throw a party?
Don’t we? Don’t we still take ecstasy and smoke on Marley?
Don’t we? Don’t we? Don’t we? Don’t we?
Don’t we? Don’t we drink codeine? We pour that lean regardless
Don’t we? Don’t we feed these shooters that’ll ride for molly?
Don’t we? Don’t we show these bitches and we throw a party?
Don’t we? Don’t we? Don’t we? Don’t we? Don’t we?

[Verse 1: Strap]
I am international, Easter pink, I'm pourin four
Fever shooter, molly, damn, open up your cantaloupe
Know we swap them cars out like we swappin' out them bitches
Shout out that pyrex, got it jumpin' out the kitchen
Louie AP, turn up on you fuck niggas
Cali good shit, it’s comin by the truck, nigga
They got dog food in a bluff, nigga
These freebands in my pocket, got em stuffed nigga