[Intro]
ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob
[Chorus: Future]
I got a sports car on my wrist and I'm very fly
You can hear the money machine beeping from outside
Nigga pillow-talking, talking, ain't got they money right
I don't even want to 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, bitch, I'm splurgous
He stayed down, got the money up, and now they can't serve us
[Verse 1: Future]
I'm going 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 filipped it up with chickens
Cappers stealing swag, they bitches popping on misses
Got more K in the phantom, you want to ride the Honda Civic
I'm okay with that hammer, I got to ride with the extended
Shit be cracking in the city every day (Every day)
Dropped the eighth in a Phantom, I'm okay (Okay)
Penthouse, three stories, got trees in it
Spilled the drip all over, a bitch eatin' it
I threw the money in the vault, ain't even seen it
Money bags everywhere, Lamborghini's
[Chorus: Future & Young Scooter]
I got a sports car on my wrist and I'm very fly
You can hear the money machine beeping from outside
Nigga pillow-talking, talking, ain't got they money right
I don't even want to 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, bitch, I'm splurgous
He stayed down, got the money up, and now they can't serve us
[Verse 2: Young Scooter]
We make our own drugs so you niggas can't serve 'em (Nah)
Remix everything, Sproot make it do hurdles (Remix)
Jugg House jumping like a rabbit, yours turtle (Turn)
Everything I smoke exotic, nigga, all purple (Yeah)
I just ran a whole M through the money counter (Money counter)
Kept money from yesterday, I ain't even count it (Count up)
Quarter million, tried to break Blacka out the counter (Counter)
A thousand pounds on the road, all wrapped and downied (Road)
Jugg, the truck was seven, let her off, Freebandz (Yeah)
All my niggas bosses, working like some Mexicans (Like some Mexicans)
Lamborghini 'round my neck, Eliantte (Eliantte)
Hunnid racks just to pull up in the driveway (Streets)
[Chorus: Future]
I got a sports car on my wrist and I'm very fly
You can hear the money machine beeping from outside
Nigga pillow-talking, talking, ain't got they money right
I don't even want to 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, bitch, I'm splurgous
He stayed down, got the money up, and now they can't serve us
[Verse 3: Lil Durk]
I put diamonds around her ankles, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
She had my back when I was locked up, rappin' through chokeholds
They slime you out, try take his bitch, shawty a cutthroat
Even tho i made it out the mud, i’ll pour some mud tho, i came 1 time she came 9 times, i make her fuck long, when you the man and you on top they’ll tell you anything, a rich nigga gonna get it for you, I’ll never sell you dream, she say i’m to much, i spend 2 thousand on 1 pair of jeans, when i look up when i got my cup that, bitch be staring at me, I don’t know if she trying to drop my lo, or she a fan of me
My dawg had called me from the county, he having fed dreams
And i put so may opps in the wood, you’ll think i sell weed, hospital visits for my granny that shit be scaring me
If i ain’t have my bitch, I’ll tell the streets can they marry me
Voice of the streets, if they take me down i would be with Larry B
Im from the trenches Fuck Different Bitches, I don’t know who to trust no more these Bitches Tripping, i need love Fuck that i need drugs
I ain’t tryna go back and fourth Shit I need blood, we trapping, we judged
Shit we trapping we judged
I don’t bring up Steve name but i can bet you he good
I need Gas, Putting Gushers in woods
She told me She don’t understand me but im misunderstood (I’m Good)
[Chorus: Future]
I got a sports car on my wrist and I'm very fly
You can hear the money machine beeping from outside
Nigga pillow-talking, talking, ain't got they money right
I don't even want to 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, bitch, I'm splurgous
He stayed down, got the money up, and now they can't serve us
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