[Intro: Future & Young Thug]

One penthouse, two Benz

This for shorty and her girlfriend, yeah

I feel like I'm Hercules, oh

You gone get paid if you work for me, oh



[Verse 1: Young Thug]

About to feed my dogs, need pedigree, oh

Ain't letting no money get away from me, ohh

TSA ain't ready for me

These bitches wish they was bartenders, just to get next to me

The latest coupe, way too fast, you can't get next to me

And I want the smoke, for real

These 40's, I tote, for real

.45, no colt

Nigga getting left afloat

Nah, we ain't writing no note

Never, nah

I ain't gotta ride to the store no more

I'ma let the Maybach go

The pent got a pole in it

The marvelous Raf Simmons

Four levels in it

I ain't even know you was in it



[Chorus: Young Thug]

You can make love in the morning

That Mink flow, I'm warm

Got milly in the safe, come

Nigga get turned upside down

I was rich way before the gang

I was slime way before the name

Kill sh*t like today

And that's all I gotta say

Ain't leading you wrong