[Intro: Future & Murda Beatz]
Say now
That red Richard Mille, that's for Bleveland
And that white Richard Mille, cu' they wouldn't feed me
(Murda on the beat so it's not nice)
Yeah-yeah
[Verse 1: Young Thug & Future]
Back city birds on a plane (Yeah)
Three court, Kurt Cobain (Yeah-yeah)
I've been chasin' at the bell like Hussein (Yeah)
White bitches like Ku Klu' Klan (Yeah-yeah)
Just met the Whitney bitches on the main (Yeah)
Couple mills to the jeweler, I'm a king (Yeah-yeah)
I done cut a white ho' off (Yeah)
I just thought about Martin Luther King (Ha)
White chain on like minks (Minks)
Put the cutter on a jet, I was cheatin' (I'ma ching)
Nigga pockets on mo' mint (Yeah)
Black chain like a gold tee (Tee)
Eight Richard Milles like Kobe (Yeah)
Send the bitch to Dior
They don't like to eat out the bowl (Yeah)
All of us tha Xanax [?]
[Verse 2: Future & Quavo]
(Yeah)
Splashin' these birds on planes (Yeah-yeah)
Chains on Kurt Cobain (Yeah)
Peanut butter seats in a Range (Yeah-yeah)
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Went to Bal Harbour made it rain (Yeah)
Nine blonde bitches like Rodman
Came up now, we were starvin'
Eight Richard Milles, Kobe Bryant
Cuban link, André the Giant
I was startin' getting black diamonds
Rolex, I'm a regular client
Presidential with the Rolex diamonds
You get a mil worth of jewelry on consignment
And the choppas hit the street get to buyin' 'em
Meet me at the seafood, get slimed in
What you want? I'm on, we ridin'
Like a MIA, we slidin' (Yeah)
Chains on my neck, arthritis (Yeah-yeah)
Fresh out the coupe, no mileage (Yeah)
Lil' bad bitch she stylish (Yeah-yeah)
Three young niggas flying pilot (Yeah)
Addin' on checks, no minus (Yeah-yeah)
Slime big Benz, sinus (Yeah)
Showin' no weakness, no kindness (Yeah-yeah)
Me, Slime, and Hendrix, perfect timin' (Yeah)
We could all put in and buy a island (Yeah-yeah)
President tint with the curtains (Yeah)
She throwin' up the set, I bought her purses (Yeah-yeah)
Made the bih' treat me like nurses (Yeah)
Run it back in, that's urgent (Yeah-yeah)
Niggas want beef then jerky (Beef)
Chef Curry cookin' up turkey (Chef)
I don't split half of the perkys (Split)
Charge yo' whole house for my verses (Half, yeah-yeah)
Phone let it ring no service (Yeah, brr-brr-brr-brr)
Ice cross piece no curses (Yeah-yeah, ice)
Rich like do a lotta' skurrtin' (Yeah, rich)
Which one lil' nigga workin'? (Which one? Yeah-yeah)
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