Guillotine

[Intro: Future] (Wheezy outta here) Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah) [Chorus: Future] I made a bitch disappear like Houdini She ride on me just like a new Lamborghini Took a few links out the Rolex, I feel like a god, [in these yeezys?] Everywhere I go bitches call me a king Count so much money gotta bring the machine Sticks like Hibachi the one with the beam F&N out, duckin' agency Sleepin' on me, crank the car with no kеy Usually I'm pourin' up exotic tea Drinkin' on oil with a bad lil' freak Trappin' [in thеre and?] got the white and green Coast to coast, flippin' exotic teams I hit your hoe in the trap with the lean Have a hell of time whenever we link Haulin' our way to the Philippines [Verse 1: Future] Purchase ammo for my guillotine Do what I did and I got me some things I ain't never seen Pourin' it up like it's caffeine Came out the gutter, word up to my mother I came out the gutter to a magazine Scraped in the field 'fore they catchin' these stains In the field and you know I'm not an athlete Benjamin Franklins done got in my pockets, done got in my veins, they done got in my pores Surf in Australia, surf in America, surf in [the Stella long?], surf in Dior Rich nigga, fucked that bitch just like I'm poor Stars on the ceilin', Rolls Royce on the floor Stars on the ceilin', Rolls Royce on the floor [Chorus: Future & Yo Gotti] I made a bitch disappear like Houdini She ride on me just like a new Lamborghini Took a few links out the Rolex, I feel like a god, [in these yeezys?] Everywhere I go bitches call me a king Count so much money gotta bring the machine Sticks like Hibachi the one with the beam F&N out, duckin' agency Sleepin' on me, crank the car with no key Usually I'm pourin' up exotic tea Drinkin' on oil with a bad lil' freak Trappin' [in there and?] got the white and green Coast to coast, flippin' exotic teams I hit your hoe in the trap with the lean Have a hell of time whenever we link (Yeah) Haulin' our way to the Philippines [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] I'm true to the game, I never been lame I got her a Rolls truck, iced out her chain Put dirt on my name, I knock out your brain I'm burnin' her head in the new Mulsanne These ain't baguette, they emerald cuts Got a new bitch, she a bougie lil' slut Ain't no meetin' with me unless it's millions and up Ain't no kickin' with me 'less the bitch wanna fuck Had choppers in the bando, you already know that Ask about me, you know I'm somewhere where your hoe at Turn me up, throwback And you know it's fuck 12, gotta know that (Your heard me) I made that bitch disappear like Houdini She gave me head in that new Lamborghini You bought her Birkin, I bought the bikini This Patek a one-of-one, you never seen it [Chorus: Future] I made a bitch disappear like Houdini She ride on me just like a new Lamborghini Took a few links out the Rolex, I feel like a god, [in these yeezys?] Everywhere I go bitches call me a king Count so much money gotta bring the machine Sticks like Hibachi the one with the beam F&N out, duckin' agency Sleepin' on me, crank the car with no key Usually I'm pourin' up exotic tea Drinkin' on oil with a bad lil' freak Trappin' [in there and?] got the white and green Coast to coast, flippin' exotic teams I hit your hoe in the trap with the lean Have a hell of time whenever we link Haulin' our way to the Philippines