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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Future
Future
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Eduardo Earle
Eduardo Earle
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Synphony
Mike Synphony
Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
David Nakaji
David Nakaji
Assistant Engineer
Ben Milchev
Ben Milchev
Assistant Engineer
Glenn Schick
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer
Fuse 808 Mafia
Fuse 808 Mafia
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I get big high, this a big guy
Yeah (Yeah)
Firk, got you
Woo!
[Verse 2]
We don't ever stop at red lights at night, ****
We don't ever stop at red lights at night, ****
Two letters, a "P" and a "J", for all my flights, ****
Two letters, a "P" and a "J", for all my flights, ****
I'm drinking a fifth a day, know I'm rockin' my ice, ****
You see my plain Patek, cost Jerry Rice, ****
I spent over 80K just last night, ****
Death can't get in my way
Don't believe the hype, ****
[Verse 3]
Made myself impeccable (Impeccable)
And I'm so precise, **** (So precise)
It can be in the day time (Noon)
Won't stop at the light, **** (Get hit at the light)
When I woke up at noon (Noon)
I had went past the moon (Pluto)
Got a seven-car garage (Seven car garage)
I done ran out of room
Everything over a quarter (Over a quarter)
Audemar on my daughter (Audemar)
She rockin' her third Rollie
I can't help but spoil her (She a star)
I was born a drug test (Task)
When my mom gave birth (When her momma gave birth)
I used to show up in class
On Tuesday and Thursdays (On Tuesday and Thursday)
Go check my profile
I beat the verdict (Beat the verdict)
I'ma keep it in overdrive
For Seth Firkins (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 4]
My diamonds certified, my trigger working
Got it out the mud, baby
That's why my cups dirty, yeah, yeah
[Verse 5]
Everything I do is for my gang gang (My gang)
Even though I made it on the Forbes
Ain't a thing changed (Ain't a thing changed)
I got more money than I ever had
I can take some more 'pagne (Wooh)
You got booked for a controlled substance
I want more drank (Yeah)
It's like a funeral when they see me
'Cause these hoes faintin' (Yeah)
I done got used to dead homies
I stay in the bank (Yeah)
Ain't got one more tear to shed on me
All my sons straight (Yeah)
I put Casino in my will, **** I'ma die with this cake (Freebandz)
[Verse 6]
I take the plastic off the seal
A trillion miles away (Yeah)
I know every **** with me gon' kill
So I stay out the way
I ain't gotta walk around with my steel
'Cause the streets made me
I still keep a chopper in arm's reach
'Cause I stay faded
Them percocets got my homie arm itchin'
I'ma still take it
I just finesse 'em without pulling out my gun
How he gon' still hate me
I'm a nine-figure ****
We ain't never worried 'bout murder cases
My slime ****, buy him a Bugatti on his birthday
Every time we plead
We plead 'not guilty' in the first place
I look my demon in the face
I'm booted up the worst way
She want my semen so she can run with it
And take it to the bank
I can't grieve 'cause ain't none of my grandma bills late
[Verse 7]
I bought my mom a mansion
And it came with a lake
I'm so real, my day-one got every code to my safe
I told all my ex hoes
Can't nobody take my place
I know I'm a rockstar, and that's on everything
[Verse 8]
Everything I do is for my gang gang
Even though I made it on the Forbes
Ain't a thing changed
I got more money than I ever had
I can take some more 'pagne
You got booked for a controlled substance
I want more drank
It's like a funeral when they see me
'Cause these hoes faintin'
I done got used to dead homies
I stay in the bank
Ain't got one more tear to shed on me
All my sons straight
I put Casino in my will, ****, I'ma die with this cake
(Freebandz!)
Written by: Eduardo Earle, Fuse, Nayvadius Wilburn
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