[Intro: Future & Lil Wayne] You know This just some real nigga shit, a real nigga story You know what I'm saying? This beat is so, so Metro Young Mula, baby! [Chorus: Future] Ayy Slang a bunch of ********* Pull up in a new 'Rari Living like John Gotti Chopping bricks like karate Drink a bunch of ******* Serving to the **** fiends Blowing money, stay clean Michael Jackson, Billie Jean [Verse 1: Future] Got a Panamera round a young nigga neck Got a young ***** pulling up in a 'Vette Smoke a lot of kush and I have a lot of sex Had to beat the grind up, ran up my check ***** nigga get money, nigga, get back Roll a blunt of chronic, nigga sell a lot of crack You can hit a nigga line, order what you want I can whip a Maserati, pulling up a donk 50 thousand on yo watch, young nigga, splurge Pop a Ace of Spade bottle, sip a lot of syrup Keep a young nigga workin', gotta buss a cape I'ma take a phone call, hustle every day [Chorus: Future] Ayy Slang a bunch of ********* Pull up in a new 'Rari Living like John Gotti Chopping bricks like karate Drink a bunch of ******* Serving to the **** fiends Blowing money, stay clean Michael Jackson, Billie Jean [Verse 2: Future] Whipping up a cake, just to go and snatch a Spyder Young nigga play with keys like a typewriter Al Capone, John Gotti was a nigga idol I was never snitching, I can put it on the Bible In a four-door Bimmer, driving with a rifle Nigga, where you at? nigga, we gon' pull up on ya Young ***** looking like Janet in the '80s We was grinding up from a tube and a baby Got the girl dripping wet like a Jheri curl Got a styrofoam cup and it's full of syrup Send it over from Lil' Mexico and let me work I can get 36 for a clean shirt [Chorus: Future] Ayy Slang a bunch of ********* Pull up in the new 'Rari Living like John Gotti Chopping bricks like karate Drink a bunch of ******* Serving to the **** fiends Blowing money, stay clean Michael Jackson, Billie Jean [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Pop a lot of pain pills 'Bout to put rims on my skateboard wheels Yeah Beat that ***** up like Emmett Till Yeah Two cell phones ringin' at the same time That's your ho callin' from two different phones Tell that *****, "Leave me the **** alone!" See, you **** her wrong, and I **** her long I got a love-hate relationship with Molly I'd rather pop a ollie and my **** is a trolley Boy, I'll bury you like Halle And these hoes say I'm blind 'Cause I don't see nothin' wrong with a little bump and grind Man, I just received a package Them other niggas taxin' And my pockets so fat, I'm startin' to feel contractions And my cousin went to jail for them chickens And he already home, man, that nigga must be snitchin' Cut him off like karate [Chorus: Future] Ayy Slang a bunch of ********* Pull up in a new 'Rari Living like John Gotti Chopping bricks like karate Drink a bunch of ******* Serving to the **** fiends Blowing money, stay clean Michael Jackson, Billie Jean
[00:00.183][Intro: Future & Lil Wayne] [00:05.260]You know [00:07.019]This just some real nigga shit, a real nigga story [00:10.071]You know what I'm saying? [00:12.109]This beat is so, so Metro [00:14.645]Young Mula, baby! [00:14.875][Chorus: Future] [00:15.261]Ayy [00:16.229]Slang a bunch of ********* [00:19.768]Pull up in a new 'Rari [00:23.045]Living like John Gotti [00:26.585]Chopping bricks like karate [00:30.131]Drink a bunch of ******* [00:33.808]Serving to the **** fiends [00:37.289]Blowing money, stay clean [00:40.865]Michael Jackson, Billie Jean [00:42.552][Verse 1: Future] [00:43.304]Got a Panamera round a young nigga neck [00:46.700]Got a young ***** pulling up in a 'Vette [00:50.162]Smoke a lot of kush and I have a lot of sex [00:53.735]Had to beat the grind up, ran up my check [00:57.276]***** nigga get money, nigga, get back [01:01.051]Roll a blunt of chronic, nigga sell a lot of crack [01:04.473]You can hit a nigga line, order what you want [01:07.966]I can whip a Maserati, pulling up a donk [01:11.698]50 thousand on yo watch, young nigga, splurge [01:15.112]Pop a Ace of Spade bottle, sip a lot of syrup [01:18.653]Keep a young nigga workin', gotta buss a cape [01:22.307]I'ma take a phone call, hustle every day [01:25.344][Chorus: Future] [01:25.902]Ayy [01:27.375]Slang a bunch of ********* [01:29.452]Pull up in a new 'Rari [01:33.064]Living like John Gotti [01:37.648]Chopping bricks like karate [01:41.204]Drink a bunch of ******* [01:44.755]Serving to the **** fiends [01:48.359]Blowing money, stay clean [01:51.588]Michael Jackson, Billie Jean [01:53.638][Verse 2: Future] [01:54.463]Whipping up a cake, just to go and snatch a Spyder [01:57.610]Young nigga play with keys like a typewriter [02:01.014]Al Capone, John Gotti was a nigga idol [02:04.701]I was never snitching, I can put it on the Bible [02:08.459]In a four-door Bimmer, driving with a rifle [02:11.979]Nigga, where you at? nigga, we gon' pull up on ya [02:15.645]Young ***** looking like Janet in the '80s [02:19.026]We was grinding up from a tube and a baby [02:22.712]Got the girl dripping wet like a Jheri curl [02:26.237]Got a styrofoam cup and it's full of syrup [02:29.722]Send it over from Lil' Mexico and let me work [02:33.295]I can get 36 for a clean shirt [02:36.347][Chorus: Future] [02:36.938]Ayy [02:38.405]Slang a bunch of ********* [02:41.697]Pull up in the new 'Rari [02:45.246]Living like John Gotti [02:48.667]Chopping bricks like karate [02:51.555]Drink a bunch of ******* [02:55.963]Serving to the **** fiends [02:59.489]Blowing money, stay clean [03:03.013]Michael Jackson, Billie Jean [03:04.566][Verse 3: Lil Wayne] [03:07.057]Pop a lot of pain pills [03:09.212]'Bout to put rims on my skateboard wheels [03:12.746]Yeah [03:13.810]Beat that ***** up like Emmett Till [03:16.910]Yeah [03:19.690]Two cell phones ringin' at the same time [03:23.490]That's your ho callin' from two different phones [03:27.815]Tell that *****, "Leave me the **** alone!" [03:30.474]See, you **** her wrong, and I **** her long [03:33.783]I got a love-hate relationship with Molly [03:36.915]I'd rather pop a ollie and my **** is a trolley [03:40.370]Boy, I'll bury you like Halle [03:42.210]And these hoes say I'm blind [03:43.742]'Cause I don't see nothin' wrong with a little bump and grind [03:47.337]Man, I just received a package [03:49.125]Them other niggas taxin' [03:50.675]And my pockets so fat, I'm startin' to feel contractions [03:54.473]And my cousin went to jail for them chickens [03:56.371]And he already home, man, that nigga must be snitchin' [04:00.430]Cut him off like karate [04:01.557][Chorus: Future] [04:02.049]Ayy [04:03.626]Slang a bunch of ********* [04:07.033]Pull up in a new 'Rari [04:10.476]Living like John Gotti [04:14.137]Chopping bricks like karate [04:17.646]Drink a bunch of ******* [04:21.220]Serving to the **** fiends [04:24.874]Blowing money, stay clean [04:28.286]Michael Jackson, Billie Jean
