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Artiste:
Future
Titre:
7am
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Nigga, me and Pluto in this bitch like 7 in the morning, nigga No sleep, nigga Still been sippin' all night, nigga, damn Money drip Wheezy outta here Uh, yeah, uh She give me top in the Tesla I may invest in the extra I'm getting money, power, hoes, clothes, nigga et cetera I'm on a whole 'nother level I take Percys to fight all my demons It don't help that my bitch is a devil Came up in the hallway Serving J, yeah, yeah Money coming every way My bitch'll pay, yeah, yeah 80/20, mine off top I'm fuckin' her face, yeah, yeah Man you tripping, I'm spilling the sauce It dripping over, yeah, yeah Spend a check on that pussy (Whoa, whoa, whoa, uh) I got designer all over my hoodie (Whoa, whoa, whoa, uh) Yo' nigga ain't real, yo' nigga a pussy (Uh, look) There he go He get a few shots (Bow) Out the Draco Blue cheese stuck to my jeans, yeah, yeah Double up, geeked off lean, yeah, yeah Baped up, lookin' like a king, yeah, yeah Bad bitch pullin' my sleeve, yeah, yeah Northside Gucci my feet, yeah, yeah Haven't been to sleep in a week, yeah, yeah Bite down on my teeth You smell codeine when I pee, yeah, yeah Sipping on red lean Gun got a red beam No niggas from the red team They go brazy Pull up in that new thing I was fucking on new thing Bad bitch with a tongue ring Came up in the hallway Serving J, yeah, yeah Money coming every way My bitch'll pay, yeah, yeah 80/20, mine off top I'm fuckin' her face, yeah, yeah Man you tripping, I'm spilling the sauce It dripping over, yeah, yeah (Hol' up) Pour me a four and another, I love it Sip, sip, sip, uh It's me and Hendrix in the club Wondering if we gon' take your bitch We already got five, we was gon' make her six I didn't eat today, but I took the Perc And I prayed to God, it won't make me sick Pour me some drugs in the cup No rush, like sip, sip, sip, uh-huh Ain’t got enough fingers for all these rings I'm drip, drip, drip, uh-huh Turn them lil niggas to fiends All they wanna do is bust clips, uh-huh Keep a MAC-11 with a beam I'm gucci, don't slip Gold in your face, yeah, yeah Flooded out baguettes Came up in the hallway Serving J, yeah, yeah Money coming every way My bitch'll pay [?] yeah, yeah 80/20, mine off top I'm fuckin her face, yeah yeah Man you tripping, i'm spilling the sauce It dripping over, yeah yeah She give me top in the Tesla I'm a invest in the extra I'm getting money, power, hoes, clothes, nigga etcetera I'm on a whole nother level I take percys to fight all my demons It don't help that my bitch is a devil