Fuck Up Some Commas (Remix)

[Verse 1: Future] Smoke the first 48 hours Grind 22 and sleep 2 hours Put 24’s on the new Audi White on white like baby powder Drop ya bitch off at Fulton County Might count it up and then re-count it Double cups like Tunechi Bust it down with these goonies, yeah Give no fucks yeah, we don't give no fucks, yeah Go fill my cup yeah, bitch go fill my cup, yeah You heard that the slums made me, I'm cool with the Konvicts The coupe look like Akon, fuck all that bum shit [Hook: Future] Fuck up some commas, let's fuck up some commas yeah Let's fuck up some commas, let's fuck up some commas yeah Forty thou to a hundred thou A hundred thou, another hunnid thou Three hundred thou to five hundred thousand A million, let's have a money shower [Verse 2: Rick Ross] She so high, her nose bleedin', my coke clean like chlorine Got a white girl and she barefoot in my old-school, my floors clean Maybach that's two-tone, phone tapped, got a few phones Headphones on my futon, gangsta on my Groupon I don't bop, I do the money dance, nah, I call it that Robert Kraft Your whole clique look dead broke My young bitch said "Roger that" All my dogs got fox furs, teacher said I was a big dummy Bitch better come suck my dick These diamonds on me cost big money Waitin' you to come jump my fence I paid the bitch off of brick money Dade County my body count, I whack a nigga on Easter Sunday Smoke a blunt and might eat some pussy Tell the truth, my mind gone Piaget cost one ticket, you could never be in my timezone [Hook: Future] Fuck up some commas, let's fuck up some commas yeah Let's fuck up some commas, let's fuck up some commas yeah Forty thou to a hundred thou A hundred thou, another hunnid thou Three hundred thou to five hundred thousand A million, let's have a money shower [Verse 3: Big Sean] Boy, I came from the grind up I never threw the towel in, even in saunas D hat on me, bitch, it's just to remind you I knew I was riched up before I had commas Back when I used to pull up in that Honda, police was behind us I would still wake up like I'm in the Bahamas Fuck a money counter, boy I count this shit up faster than E. Honda Threw a party wit' Future, that's Futurama Got a future baby mama lookin' like a young Madonna Mixin' wit' Rihanna, boy, I couldn't tell you where to find her But I treat her like I'm finer Man, y'all fucked the game up, boy, I got to reset it I was born in '88, but I been ready since '87 No unleaded, countin' up Aretha Franklins, you got to respect it What the fuck these niggas want from me, nigga? She call me cause she want some company I'm more focused on my company If they want me, tell 'em they gon' have to come and hunt for me Boy, I'm a beast, head over fireplace, nigga I'm a product of my environment I'm a bring her home, yeah I'm a empire her to my empire, big as Empire, nigga Runnin' through the city on some Young Caesar shit Know I made a couple flips, on some "Pizza! Pizza!" shit Yeah, just know I'm livin' single on some young Khadejah shit And I'm checkin' for the commas on some English teacher shit Little bitch [Outro] Give no fucks yeah, we don't give no fucks, yeah Go fill my cup yeah, bitch go fill my cup, yeah Give no fucks yeah, we don't give no fucks, yeah Go fill my cup yeah, bitch go fill my cup, yeah Forty thou to a hundred thou A hundred thou, another hundred thou Three hundred thou, five hundred thou A million, let's have a money shower