10 Black Cars (Skrrr)

[Intro: Young Thug & Future] Ten black cars like the president Ten black cars like the president Ten black cars like the president Ten black cars like the president Skrrrrr [Verse 1: Young Thug & Future] I got, new G-Wagon Pirellies, yeah Couture bape that's debit Ten new whips, cranberries Don't knock at the store for no credit Drop the top on the car, spaghetti Ain't no fraud in my gang, we winnin' AMG on my engine And I'm not pretending My bank is the best, you gon' get it My gators got mud like they swimmin' I ran up them digits, John Lennon I fucked on that kitty, no kiddin' I turned my dawg to a plug My niggas in love with the mud I smash on that broad on the camera These niggas, they don't want no Ana The Maybach came in like a Sprinter I am not a pretender (Woo) We came down the block and we spent 'em Hot box your rental (Yeah) I got me at least fifty bitches, I need way more credentials In the summer, my neck is on winter Less of losers and way more winners In the summer, my neck is on winter I done hit her and got in the middle Got a stash in the back of the rental She gon' eat on a nigga like dinner I get down and dirty for mine when shit get ugly You gotta be out your fuckin' mind you think you fuck with me Yeah [Chorus: Young Thug & Future] Ten black cars like the president (Skrrt) Ten black cars like the president (Yeah) Ten black cars like the president (Yeah, yeah) Ten black cars like the president (Yeah) Ten new Glocks, Osama Ten new Glocks, Osama Ten new Glocks, Osama Ten new Glocks, Osama [Post-Chorus: Young Thug & Future] The Maybach came with a ship The Maybach came with a ship I chop off the brain when I'm ready I'm takin' the top off the ship My Maybach, it came with a 'Rari My Goyard, it came with a shovel I'll cop a Rolls Royce Give it away to my nigga [Verse 2: Young Thug & Future] Catch 'em and make 'em drink nut, uh Hey, I don't speak crip, uh Niggas ain't tryna get up Got a big bankroll on us Put that raw dog food on my nigga I put raw dog food on my bitch, ayy Should be ashamed with a group text Cuban link with a crew cut White T, don't say nothin', but it cost a throwback jersey Thirty for a hot box like BoJack I got this water on me dancin' (Yeah) Strong bankroll, I could stand on it Too much water on to extend, homie Big family, I wan' be a bread winner Straight up out the ghetto Already comin', we comin' with smoke, nobody want it with us Start, start finger fuckin' all this money, watch a nigga finger fuck the money I fall asleep with the money, I fell in love all again with the money Wide body swingin' all on the road Maybach whip, suicide doors on it [Chorus: Young Thug & Future] Ten black cars like the president Ten black cars like the president (Ten, ten) Ten black cars like the president (Yeah) Ten black cars like the president (Skrrt, skrrt) Ten new Glocks, Osama (Skrrt) Ten new Glocks, Osama (Yeah) Ten new Glocks, Osama (Yeah, yeah) Ten new Glocks, Osama (Yeah) [Post-Chorus: Young Thug & Future] The Maybach came with a ship (Yeah, yeah) The Maybach came with a ship (Yeah, yeah) I chop off the brain when I'm ready (Skrrt, skrrt) I'm takin' the top off the ship (Take off the top) My Maybach, it came with a 'Rari ('Rari) My Goyard, it came with a shovel (A shovel) I'll cop a Rolls Royce (Skrrt) Give it away to my nigga