STAYED DOWN Future (Ft. Young Scooter)

[Intro]
ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob

[Chorus: Future]
I got a sports car on my wrist and I'm bird fly
You can hear the money machine beepin' from outside
Nigga pillow talkin', talkin' ain't got they money right
I don't even wanna talk, nigga, unless I see the cash out
Zero to sixty, I get lost in a turbo
Medallions, pink diamonds, started from purple
Yeah, fully loaded, money machine, we some splurgers
He stayed down, got the money up, and now they can't serve us

[Verse 1: Future]
I'm goin' Jimmy Choo on my new-new shit on purpose
She can get it too, ain't no fool, I'll curve her
If I borrowed your car, I'm sure I filled it up with chickens
Cappers stealing swag, they bitches poppin' on misses
Got more K in the Phantom, you wanna ride the Honda Civic
I'm okay with that hammer, I gotta ride with the extended
Shit be crackin' in the city every day (Every day)
Dropped an eight in a Fanta, I'm okay (Okay)
Penthouse, three stories, got trees in it
Spilled the drip all over, a bitch eatin' it
I threw the money in the vault, ain't even seen it
Money bags everywhere, Lamborghinis, yeah