Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Future
Future
Vocals
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Leland Wayne
Leland Wayne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Future
Future
Executive Producer
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Producer
Prince85
Prince85
Producer
Eric Manco
Eric Manco
Recording Engineer
Victor Luevanos
Victor Luevanos
Assistant Engineer
Aaron Fugeri
Aaron Fugeri
Assistant Engineer
Jake Ren
Jake Ren
Assistant Engineer
Ethan Stevens
Ethan Stevens
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Five thousand pounds in a tractor, I'ma get 'em off Workin' on the avenue, young Pluto came up servin' raw Fuck the Constitution, bitch, I grew up in the drug zone All this prostitution, hoe, you know a nigga love gone (Metro) (Can I trust you?) (Why don't you trust me?) (Metro Boomin want some more, nigga) Yeah I don't give a fuck how good she look, ain't trustin' none of the tings I got white girls on me, Avril Lavigne When I smell the smoke, nigga, I turn to gasoline Underground like I'm UGK, but I'm Supreme We ain't spoon-fed, nigga, we came up servin' fiends Hit my target every time, it's like I'm shootin' a beam Ridin' Bentley presidential, I'll give a nigga his wings The street made me a king Five thousand pounds in a tractor, I'ma get 'em off Workin' on the avenue, young Pluto came up servin' raw Fuck the Constitution, bitch, I grew up in the drug zone All this prostitution, hoe, you know a nigga love gone Smack a hoe, then pass her to my brother, then we toast Thought I would come in Lamborghini, whipped up in the Ghost Millionaire, young nigga had done made it off the porch Million-dollar 'Rari, got it parked beside the Porsche Go digital, sittin' in the fish bowl, super sport VVSs invisible, shine on my arms Racks got me gone, got me feeling King Kong Trappin' out the house, keep some fire in the slums High skills, poppin' pills, then we solo for 'em Shorty them on a drill, they 'bout to go out and perform Hop in the Phantom, then I skrrt away Millionaire cover, what else I'ma say? I don't give a fuck how good she look, ain't trustin' none of the tings I got white girls on me, Avril Lavigne When I smell the smoke, nigga, I turn to gasoline Underground like I'm UGK, but I'm Supreme We ain't spoon-fed, nigga, we came up servin' fiends Hit my target every time, it's like I'm shootin' a beam Ridin' Bentley presidential, I'll give a nigga his wings The street made me a king I just blew a check, could've bought a mansion Ice all white, Marilyn Manson Get it out the mud, started spendin' Sent that boy to Maryland, Steve Francis (swish) You ain't shit until you become a big dog You ain't shit until you become a big dog (yeah, yeah) You ain't shit until you become a big dog You ain't shit until you become a big dog, yeah (Why don't you trust me?) I don't give a fuck how good she look, ain't trustin' none of the tings I got white girls on me, Avril Lavigne When I smell the smoke, nigga, I turn to gasoline Underground like I'm UGK, but I'm Supreme We ain't spoon-fed, nigga, we came up servin' fiends Hit my target every time, it's like I'm shootin' a beam Ridin' Bentley presidential, I'll give a nigga his wings The street made me a king (I knew we couldn't trust them) I don't give a fuck how good she look, ain't trustin' none of the tings I got white girls on me, Avril Lavigne When I smell the smoke, nigga, I turn to gasoline Underground like I'm UGK, but I'm Supreme We ain't spoon-fed, nigga, we came up serving fiends Hit my target every time, it's like I'm shootin' a beam Ridin' Bentley presidential, I'll give a nigga his wings The street made me a king
Writer(s): Leland Wayne, Nayvadius Wilburn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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