[Chorus: Future]
I wear Gucci, I wear Bailey, 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, poppin' bottles, at the same damn time
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Fucked your sister and your girl at the same damn time
All these diamonds that I rock could make a bitch go blind
Yella ice, white ice at the same damn time
Walkin’ straight through the club, I don’t stand in no line
And my glasses Jimmy Jewels but I got them Gucci shoes
With a Louis belt and Prada bag, I swear I’m so confused
I shop at Vista Lenox Mall in the same damn day
Spendin’ 10k in future, feel the same damn way
Serve my baby momma brother, got the same ole grind
Sellin’ bricks, sellin’ bales at the same damn time
I get better every year so my flow is like wine
I’m a rapper and a trapper at the same damn time
[Chorus: Future]
I wear Gucci, I wear Bailey, 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, poppin' bottles, at the same damn time
I wear Gucci, I wear Bailey, 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, poppin' bottles, at the same damn time
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Fucked your sister and your girl at the same damn time
All these diamonds that I rock could make a bitch go blind
Yella ice, white ice at the same damn time
Walkin’ straight through the club, I don’t stand in no line
And my glasses Jimmy Jewels but I got them Gucci shoes
With a Louis belt and Prada bag, I swear I’m so confused
I shop at Vista Lenox Mall in the same damn day
Spendin’ 10k in future, feel the same damn way
Serve my baby momma brother, got the same ole grind
Sellin’ bricks, sellin’ bales at the same damn time
I get better every year so my flow is like wine
I’m a rapper and a trapper at the same damn time
[Chorus: Future]
I wear Gucci, I wear Bailey, 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, poppin' bottles, at the same damn time
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