[Intro: Future]
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Slatt
King of kings
More drip, yeah
[Chorus: Future]
I got everything I want, never sober (never sober)
Drop two dollars in a half on my Rover (drop two dollars)
I was on my last, now my diamonds drip all over (they drip all over)
I'm not tryna brag though, I just did the dash, oh
6 Double R V12 go, ay
My chopper, my chopper, my guys on mud (yeah, yeah)
We f*ck this money up just because
Rock all the chains because
He ain't wanna have problems with us
Gotta ball out just because
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Young n*gga dangerous, I got my stain up
n*gga go ape sh*t, you can chimpan- us
I ain't changed up, I just got change up
Neck on rainbow, got every angle and cut
I came for my cheese
I got Hublots, Rollies and APs, Patek me
Put the Maybach in cruise then I'm gettin' me some knees
b*tch got good head, yeah she a veteran
Put my young n*ggas on the burb
Young n*gga, bring my herb
Ain't ever stand on the curb, that's my word
Need me some Ac' and High Tech green, now I'm turnt
b*tch I lied when I said I love you, I was nervous
[Chorus: Future]
I got everything I want, never sober
Drop two dollars in a half on my Rover
I was on my last, now my diamonds drip all over
I'm not tryna brag though, I just did the dash, oh
6 Double R V12 go, ay
My chopper, my chopper, my guys on mud
We f*ck this money up just because
Rock all the chains because
He ain't wanna have problems with us
Gotta ball out just because
[Verse 2: Future]
Yeah, yeah, I got my señorita flexin'
I got some VVS on check
I went through struggles, can't forget
I'm on a boat with the mula
Lift up my doors how I do it
Look at my cup, it stay polluted
Most of my money deuces-deuces
A few of them Ms made me vicious
I was already born malicious
I send my youngins' on a mission
I look at everyone suspicious
I got a Hellcat for the trap moves
Whip up the Porsche like a tycoon
We was tuckin' up dope, we on iTunes
I had put her in the truck, she got diamonds on
Rock my new [?] and now she twisted, [?]
Put her in the ice, let her flex, flex
Pourin' up the syrup on a jet, jet
Give you more money and less stress
Sit behind the doors with the gate up
Everything I do get ate up
Everything I done wasn't made up
All a n*gga did was get his weight up
[Chorus: Future]
I got everything I want, never sober
Drop two dollars in a half on my Rover
I was on my last, now my diamonds drip all over
I'm not tryna brag though, I just did the dash, oh
6 Double R V12 go, ay
My chopper, my chopper, my guys on mud
We f*ck this money up just because
Rock all the chains because
He ain't wanna have problems with us
Gotta ball out just because
[Outro: Young Thug]
Never sober
I think I'ma drop two dollars
That b*tch drip all over
I just got that skrrt-skrrt