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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Future
Future
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Willie Byrd
Willie Byrd
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Bryan Anzel
Bryan Anzel
Recording Engineer
Eric Manco
Eric Manco
Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

That yellow Lambo' outside for when I'm trapped in the sun That green Ferrari sittin' outside when I couldn't make blunt I gave the plug to my nigga, I gave the game to my sons (Future), yeah That yellow Lambo' outside for when I'm Trapped in the sun (for when I'm trapped in the sun) That green Ferrari sittin' outside when I Couldn't make blunt (when I couldn't make blunt) I gave there plug to my nigga I gave the game to my sons (game to my son) You need to learn the recipe, gotta put a three on a one (yeah, yeah) Like the plug to the socket, I'm connected (yeah, yeah) I get bored, I might give away a necklace (yeah, yeah) That yellow Lambo' outside for when I'm Trapped in the sun (for when I'm trapped in the sun) That green Ferrari sittin' outside when I Couldn't make blunt (when I couldn't make blunt) He wanna be a superstar, I bought my magazine For his birthday, got him a Glock, hold more than seventeen (on God) I've been on Adderall, I've been on gasoline I had some Hatians with me, they out there pokin' beans I did new registration, I did some new Celine They line up at the woo, doctor, actin' like some fiends I microwave the pound, I never cut the lean I got dope in my blood, it's full of Promethazian You need some molly in your drink To boost your self-esteem (yeah, yeah) I'm in Amiri everyday, said "Fuck them Levi jeans" (yeah, yeah) He wanna be a superstar, I bought my magazine I can't be a role model, 'cause I'm a trappin' king That yellow Lambo' outside for when I'm Trapped in the sun (for when I'm trapped in the sun) That green Ferrari sittin' outside when I Couldn't make blunt (when I couldn't make blunt) I gave there plug to my nigga I gave the game to my sons (game to my son) You need to learn the recipe, gotta put a three on a one (yeah, yeah) Like the plug to the socket, I'm connected (yeah, yeah) I get bored, I might give away a necklace (yeah, yeah) That yellow Lambo' outside for when I'm Trapped in the sun (for when I'm trapped in the sun) That green Ferrari sittin' outside when I Couldn't make blunt (when I couldn't make blunt) I cop the Porsche and it make me more ambitious (yeah, yeah) Got foreign cars in my driveway, yeah, I'm a misfit (yeah, yeah) Pullin' up on four, down bad, I was scarred (down bad, I was scarred) Had to buy me a car (had to buy me a car) Livin' life the largest (livin' life the largest) Tryna avoid these charges (avoid these charges) Don't know where your heart is (don't know where your heart is) Came out apartments (came out the apartments) You drownin', flawless (you drownin', flawless) Seven-figure endorsements (yeah, yeah) Go to Hell like Rodman (go to Hell like Rodman) I ain't come through bargainin' (I ain't come through bargainin') I'm doin' too marvelous (I'm doin' too marvelous) Trapped out the daily (yeah, yeah) Then the house, get lost in (yeah, yeah) Pullin' up like a faucet (yeah, yeah) Rolex with the outfit (Rolex with the outfit) Count money with a passion (woah, woah) Stretch it out like elastic (woah, woah) Ball without no basket (Woah, woah) Bitch wrapped in plastic That yellow Lambo' outside for when I'm Trapped in the sun (for when I'm trapped in the sun) That green Ferrari sittin' outside when I Couldn't make blunt (when I couldn't make blunt) I gave there plug to my nigga I gave the game to my sons (game to my son) You need to learn the recipe, gotta put a three on a one (yeah, yeah) Like the plug to the socket, I'm connected (yeah, yeah) I get bored, I might give away a necklace (yeah, yeah) That yellow Lambo' outside for when I'm trapped in the sun That green Ferrari sittin' outside when I Couldn't make blunt That Lamborghini outside for when I'm trapped in the sun, yeah
Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn, Willie Jerome Byrd Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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