[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 niggas
[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 nigga 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 niggas
[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 nigga 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 niggas
[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 nigga 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 b***h, '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 M***y
[03:36.915]I'd rather pop a M***y and my d**k 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 niggas
[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

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!
Ayy
Slang a bunch of niggas
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
Got a Panamera round a young nigga neck
Got a young nigga 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
Ayy
Slang a bunch of niggas
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
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 nigga 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
Ayy
Slang a bunch of niggas
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
Pop a lot of pain pills
'Bout to put rims on my skateboard wheels
Yeah
Beat that nigga up like Emmett Till
Yeah
Two cell phones ringin' at the same time
That's your ho callin' from two different phones
Tell that b***h, 'Leave me the **** alone!'
See, you **** her wrong, and I **** her long
I got a love-hate relationship with M***y
I'd rather pop a M***y and my d**k 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
Ayy
Slang a bunch of niggas
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