Future

Just Because


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Slatt
King of kings
More drip, yeah

I got everything I want, never sober
Drop two dollars in a half on my Rover
I was on my last, now my diamonds drip all over
I'm not tryna brag though, I just did the dash, oh
6 Double R V12 go, ay
My chopper, my chopper, my guys on mud
We fuck this money up just because
Rock all the chains because
He ain't wanna have problems with us
Gotta ball out just because

Young nigga dangerous, I got my stain up
Nigga go ape shit, you can chimpan- us
I ain't changed up, I just got change up
Neck on rainbow, got every angle and cut
I came for my cheese
I got Hublots, Rollies and APs, Patek me
Put the Maybach in cruise then I'm gettin' me some knees
Bitch got good head, yeah she a veteran
Put my young niggas on the burb
Young nigga, bring my herb
Ain't ever stand on the curb, that's my word
Need me some Ac' and High Tech green, now I'm turnt
Bitch I lied when I said I love you, I was nervous

I got everything I want, never sober
Drop two dollars in a half on my Rover
I was on my last, now my diamonds drip all over
I'm not tryna brag though, I just did the dash, oh
6 Double R V12 go, ay
My chopper, my chopper, my guys on mud
We fuck this money up just because
Rock all the chains because
He ain't wanna have problems with us
Gotta ball out just because

Yeah, yeah, I got my señorita flexin'
I got some VVS on check
I went through struggles, can't forget
I'm on a boat with the mula
Lift up my doors how I do it
Look at my cup, it stay polluted
Most of my money deuces-deuces
A few of them Ms made me vicious
I was already born malicious
I send my youngins' on a mission
I look at everyone suspicious
I got a Hellcat for the trap moves
Whip up the Porsche like a tycoon
We was tuckin' up dope, we on iTunes
I had put her in the truck, she got diamonds on
Rock (?) and now she twisted, (?)
Put her in the ice, let her flex, flex
Pourin' up the syrup on a jet, jet
Give you more money and less stress
Sit behind the doors with the gate up
Everything I do get ate up
Everything I done wasn't made up
All a nigga did was get his weight up

I got everything I want, never sober
Drop two dollars in a half on my Rover
I was on my last, now my diamonds drip all over
I'm not tryna brag though, I just did the dash, oh
6 Double R V12 go, ay
My chopper, my chopper, my guys on mud
We fuck this money up just because
Rock all the chains because
He ain't wanna have problems with us
Gotta ball out just because

Never sober
I think I'ma drop two dollars
That bitch drip all over
I just got that skrrt-skrrt


Writer/s: Jeffery Lamar Williams, Nayvadius Wilburn