STAYED DOWN

[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

Rappers stealing swag, they bitches poppin' up missin'

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