D4L

de Future

I just downed a whole eighth of codeine
My young nigga have you smelling like some sardines
I just scored some work and I'ma serve every dope fiend
Fixin' up the molly with the Sprite like it's protein

Red lean in a Fanta, you can't taste the caffeine
Customs stamp my passport, I'm on my way to Beijing
Smashin' on a trophy, crashin', I might OD
Checkin' out my moji
I just came from Oslo, Norway, everything was gourmet
A couple million worth in whips when I step out my doorway
I just, I just, I just throwed a bird away in Lenox
Went to Magic, throwed some racks, and nigga I ain't finished
Baby promise me you'll never go trip on what I be sippin'

I was drugged up on so many drugs
I just showed up in this bitch with some Latin Kings and some Bloods
I came through that bitch with 4 Trey and my cuz
We screamin': ABK nigga so you know what it was

Fuck the jury, nigga, fuck the DA, nigga, fuck the judge, nigga
Order Mexicanos to push kilos to judge niggas
Fucked a bitch all in the shower, all in the tub, nigga
I'm Pablo, El Chapo to these lil' niggas
I got new scars, I got new cars, I'm a loose cannon
And I'm affiliated with them gangsta niggas like Don Cannon
I just, I just bought my bitch a new Celine
I just told my jeweler: Go and make me 10 rings
Yeah I won, I'm pimpin' on some bitches, call me Future Don Juan
I got Murder Squad with me and I brought your broad with me
Know some trigger happy niggas that'll go to war with me
And I'm Lil' Mexico until the Lord come get me

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