Disfunction

[Intro] (This beat is so, so Metro) (Southside) [Chorus: Future] I be on all of that fuck shit I be on all of that fuck shit All of my niggas dysfunction All of my niggas dysfunction We so in love with this money man We so in love with this money We just be blowin' on chronic We drinkin' on lean and on molly [Verse 1: Young Scooter] We turnt up in the club, gas, lean, and molly Middle fingers up fuck a hater watching All of my niggas dysfunction, they'll catch a body Can't get no money with you then fuck it, stay the hell from 'round me Just copped the 'rari and a 100 bricks from my partner Young Scooter really be jugging paper chasing dollars I be on all that juug shit, I be on all that hood shit I make count music Ion' rap no bullshit Drug talk you don't understand I know Chinese, Jamaicans and Mexicans Finesse for them free bands Off white I got white and tan All black on black 'lands Each pocket got 50 bands In the neighborhood I'm the dope man Have couple mill' from Rich Gang [Chorus: Future] I be on all of that fuck shit I be on all of that fuck shit All of my niggas dysfunction All of my niggas dysfunction We so in love with this money man We so in love with this money We just be blowin' on chronic We drinkin' on lean and on molly [Verse 2: Young Thug] All of my weed look like fungus All of my weed smell like fungus Take a look checking and run it Straight to the house and then thumb it I will come up, come up on it Jumping into the booth full of money Bitch hit you cause I love complice Follow my goals and I promised I need a bitch for right now but I need a million forever Bank account looking like treasure Stuffing this Rollie with bezels I got bitches like Hugh Hefner Stuffing her bank account with all the extras Please do not threaten me She got that bitch on her like she a lesbian [Chorus: Future] I be on all of that fuck shit I be on all of that fuck shit All of my niggas dysfunction All of my niggas dysfunction We so in love with this money man We so in love with this money We just be blowin' on chronic We drinkin' on lean and on molly [Verse 3: Juicy J] All black Murci-elago sitting on Forgi-ato Pull up to the club 30 deep Turn the parking lot into a car show Swimming in all this paper Bring a 100 bottles to my table We eating over here but my cheese ain't swiss And my sizzurp ain't maple I ball, it's a blowout bitch Hey Motherfucker get off my dick Leave some room for your woman She needs that pipe, and I’m plumbin that bitch Juicy J all for the money Lit like an oil lamp, stay higher than a comet I don't care for the price bought if I wanted Fly to Dubai with no luggage Niggas doing all that talking Hole in his head let him sleep with the dolphins All my niggas been bosses Touch more paper than a motherfucker sitting in a office Throw some money at her, bet she twerking for me 30 bands now lil mama working for me I got a car so fast than don't come with a key And my weed is so loud it's Disturbing the Peace [Chorus: Future] I be on all of that fuck shit I be on all of that fuck shit All of my niggas dysfunction All of my niggas dysfunction We so in love with this money man We so in love with this money We just be blowin' on chronic We drinkin' on lean and on molly