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I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

Fucking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

I'm on Pluto I'm on Mars at the same damn time

On the sofa, popping bottles at the same damn time

Gucci made in Italy, Bally belt I'm killing shit

The way I rock a jimmy Choo's the word got out I'm dealing it

I fuck her she a immigrant

Don't touch her she got benefits

Bussin down them benjimans

Fucking up on Louie kicks, that's the way I'm kicking it

Ferragamo cover me

Puerto Rican, Japanese, we laid up at the Double Tree

Yellow ice a bumble bee, pinky ring a quarter key

Iphone a metro, twerking off the whole thing

My ear ring a jelly bean, gangster lean and ireine

Red eyes no visine, I'm loc'd out on the bean

Horse shoes on my jeans, robbing jeans with the wings

Yellow bone on the team, trafficin that Yao Mings

Space boots with the spikes, go to AZ on a flight

Mail a hundred over night, Yeah yeah yeah yeah

I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

Fucking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

I'm on Pluto I'm on Mars at the same damn time

On the sofa, popping bottles at the same damn time

I'm in Fifs with the sack going crazy

Got some diamonds around my neck no flugazy

Bad bitches in the suite, trying to bathe me

Just a young hood nigga, streets raised me

Working with a unit try and stretch it to another one

Drinking on that active and it taste just like some bubble gum

Thumbing through a check, boarding on the jet

Talking on the iPhone, sipping out the Styrofoam

That dirty got my mind gone, that money got my mind blown

VVS and white stones, VVS and white stones

I'm rolling like a rolling stone

Free Bands on Al Capone

And my cash way long, (turned up)

I see a bunch of clones

I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

Fucking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

I'm in Pluto I'm in Mars at the same damn time

On the sofa, popping bottles at the same damn time

Give me an apartment and some water and I can swim

Got that gambino jumping out the gym

My young nigga serving jays outside crim

Jump across from me you know your chances slim

In my Aviator Gucci, like I'm driving planes

Flying cash in cash money, smell like cocaine

Doing Birdman numbers, making flips like Jackie Chan

Walk inside the jeweler drop a bail on ya rinng.

Spent so much at Louie gave me free champagne

In Bel Harbor shopping and they doing the same thang

And I keep my cup with me like a pimp

I check a Magic Don Juan, take a glimpse

Spike Lee need to get this shit on film

I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

Selling white, selling mid at the same damn time

Fucking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

I'm on Pluto I'm on Mars at the same damn time

On the sofa, popping bottles at the same damn time.

Future - Same Damn Time – текст


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