[Intro: Future]
Foreign cars everywhere
Bad bitches everywhere
Take the tool everywhere
We make this money everywhere
Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere
These n***as straight outta the hood
They going to Paris
That whip that we whipping exotic
These Bitches exotic on gas

[Producer Tag]
Metro Boomin want some more n***a

[Hook: Young Thug]
Pull up in, and hop out a foreign car
And I'm getting trailed by a foreign broad (oh)
I'm living life like an Avatar
I got a stick when I pull up on y'all (oh)
Who the fuck think I'm a sucka?
Who the fuck think I won't pull up and let loose?
(who the fuck? who the fuck?)
I got three bitches with me
I'ma pull up on Bleveland, they gon' fuck with the crew
(buenos dias aye)
Who gonna stop me now? Who's gonna stop me now?
Who's gonna stop me, boy? who? (woo)
I can't get all of you, somebody come with me
Just in case you can tie shoes (woo)
How many times have I told you
If you don't fuck everyone that'll be rude? (rude)
How many times have i told you
To bring me me bags and you could be cool?

[Verse 1: Future]
Check Gang
Let's have a moment of silence for n***as
Ain't round with us (ha, ah, ah)
Doing booking, come through (hoo)
Splash on n***as, on the gas on n***as (yea)
In Milan eating fettuccine
Front row with the fashion show n***as (hoo)
Fuck around and go buy a Lamborghini (hoo, hoo, hoo)
I'm going NASCAR on n***as (hoo, hoo)
Puffing on the la la (yea)
I've been the fly guy when n***as rocked IZOD
I'm moving chickens like Popeye (oh)
Old money, new money
N***a never getting old, threw a young n***a rock (hoo)
Cooking up the raw dope right now
Cooking up the raw dope right now
Used to break down a whole ounce
Used to break down a whole ounce
I gotta weigh the money up now
It's taking too long for me to count
Decisions, decisions
You fucking with me, that's a head on collision
Them MACS and them TECS and the FN's , then 9s (brr)
We hustled, we struggled, we made it and grind
N***a this Avatar
Aye the Young Thug going Brazy
Young Thug going Brazy! (try me)

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Hanna Montana! Banging in red bandanas (blatt, blatt)
They wanna fuck on me
Cause I get choppas with ammo (strrt)
N***as gon' hate on me
Cause I'm at the top with bro though (ooh)
Head Honcho
Hold up
Kick in your mom door
Shoot with the 4 4 (five)
Hell is you doing?
Hold up, wait, I can't breathe, n***a
Half a mil' I done took on my street n***a (swear to god)
All white, Thug fit, I won't eat, n***a (skrrt)
Run off with them keys, I won't see them n***as (skrrt)
Geeked up but the money geek
I run bands up on another street
Best stylist in the world can't dress me (no)
Keep a pistol just in case he wanna test me (test me)
I keep racks and all of my n***as gon' eat
I keep racks and all of my n***as gon' eat (eat)
Where's Tar? Man I need me some XANS
I just left the beach and I'm having all the sand (hey)

[Hook: Young Thug]
Pull up in, and hop out a foreign car
And I'm getting trailed by a foreign broad (oh)
I'm living life like an Avatar
I got a stick when I pull up on y'all (oh)
Who the fuck think I'm a sucka?
Who the fuck think I won't pull up and let loose?
(who the fuck? who the fuck?)
I got three bitches with me
I'ma pull up on Bleveland, they gon' fuck with the crew
(buenos dias aye)
Who gonna stop me now? Who's gonna stop me now?
Who's gonna stop me, boy? who? (woo)
I can't get all of you, somebody come with me
Just in case you can tie shoes (woo)
How many times have I told you
If you don't fuck everyone that'll be rude? (rude)
How many times have i told you
To bring me me bags and you could be cool?