Daytona

[Intro: Future] Way too much fugazi got a nigga annoyed Got the addy and the drop on you, ain't gon even show it ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob Hendrix [Chorus: Future] Buried money in the wall Got it stashed, Oklahoma Lined up, Cartier frames on me, glaucoma Hit a spin in a drop', ooh, weed, Daytona Goin' crazy with the vibes Out in Turks me and Zona Money got bitches goin' Tote the heaters, keep goin' Got the addy and the drop on you, ain't gon' even show it Ain't trading in no cars, I just go and buy another one Ain't tripping on no broad I just went and bought another one [Verse 1: Future] Hit 'em back to back, it ain't over 'til it's over Tell 'em check the stat These niggas wack shit for me for free Givenchy, Givenchy, got it, swag overseas, yeah Trigger finger nigga, man, they happy just to squeeze, yeah ooh Mixed breed and she came from Spain, whoa ooh Money on both lines, I got dimes by the group Spent a quarter M in the mall just on shoes Put a switch on the Glock Four bullets come out it shootin' Take a trip to Turks with the vibes, what we doin' Ordered up a jet and ain't no tellin' where we goin' Switch the wardrobe out Pull lil' shorty like she tourin‘ Smashin' off in a foreign [Chorus: Future] Buried money in the wall Got it stashed, Oklahoma Lined up, Cartier frames on me, glaucoma Hit a spin in a drop', ooh, weed, Daytona Goin' crazy with the vibes Out in Turks me and Zona (ok) Money got bitches goin' Tote the heaters, keep goin' Got the addy and the drop on you, ain't gon' even show it Ain't trading in no cars, I just go and buy another one Ain't tripping on no broad I just went and bought another one [Verse 2: Future] Eliminating anything tryna come between the team I'm doing what I want, richer than all my opps Had to call a hit off cause they talkin' to the cops Push one button, they knockin' down blocks Wasting no time with you, not a second late Copped the Day-Date Presidental just off of good faith Wasn't coincidental, copped two watches in one day You deserve a bonus, you've been exclusive with it She can do what she want, you still can't hit my bitch You can try all you want She want me in that shit I'm on demon time every time I'm hittin' that I'm doin' Chanel, Celine, yeah vintage [Chorus: Future] Buried money in the wall Got it stashed, Oklahoma Lined up, Cartier frames on me, glaucoma Hit a spin in a drop', ooh, weed, Daytona Goin' crazy with the vibes Out in Turks me and Zona Money got bitches goin' Tote the heaters, keep goin' Got the addy and the drop on you, ain't gon' even show it Ain't trading in no cars, I just go and buy another one Ain't tripping on no broad I just went and bought another one [Verse 3: Gunna] Way too many cars and I still went and bought another one Went through all these broads and I still can't fall in love with one Never met a player and just wear the [?] Trappin' out the mail, upper scale, it's a one of one Silly bitches wander in the crib over yonder Pop some pills in the corner Hit my bitch, rockin' pointers Big ol' chandelier shinin' light inside the dungeon Could've killed them, but I let them live I probably shouldn't have done it Don't gotta say it [?] miss, but I know my lil’ shawty want it The precision is a tunnel, all you see is the young Wunna Are you still full of water? Pint seal with no bubble They love a young rich nigga from the gutter [Chorus: Future] Buried money in the wall Got it stashed, Oklahoma Lined up, Cartier frames on me, glaucoma Hit a spin in a drop', ooh, weed, Daytona Goin' crazy with the vibes Out in Turks me and Zona Money got bitches goin' Tote the heaters, keep goin' Got the addy and the drop on you, ain't gon' even show it Ain't trading in no cars, I just go and buy another one Ain't tripping on no broad I just went and bought another one