[Intro: Future]
Way too much fugazi got a n***a annoyed
Got the addy and the drop on you, ain't gon even show it
ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob
Hendrix

[Chorus: Future]
Buried money in the wall
Got it stashed, Oklahoma
Lined up, Cartier frames on me, glaucoma
Hit a spin in a drop', ooh, weed, Daytona
Goin' crazy with the vibes
Out in Turks me and Zona
Money got bitches goin'
Tote the heaters, keep goin'
Got the addy and the drop on you, ain't gon' even show it
Ain't trading in no cars, I just go and buy another one
Ain't tripping on no broad
I just went and bought another one

[Verse 1: Future]
Hit 'em back to back, it ain't over 'til it's over
Tell 'em check the stat
These n***as wack shit for me for free
Givenchy, Givenchy, got it, swag overseas, yeah
Trigger finger n***a, man, they happy just to squeeze, yeah
Mixed breed and she came from Spain, ooh
Money on both lines, I got dimes by the group
Spent a quarter M in the mall just on shoes
Put a switch on the Glock
Four bullets come out it shootin'
Take a trip to Turks with the vibes, what we doin'
Ordered up a jet and ain't no tellin' where we goin'
Switch the wardrobe out
Pull lil' shorty like she tourin‘
Smashin' off in a foreign
[Chorus: Future]
Buried money in the wall
Got it stashed, Oklahoma
Lined up, Cartier frames on me, glaucoma
Hit a spin in a drop', ooh, weed, Daytona
Goin' crazy with the vibes
Out in Turks me and Zona
Money got bitches goin'
Tote the heaters, keep goin'
Got the addy and the drop on you, ain't gon' even show it
Ain't trading in no cars, I just go and buy another one
Ain't tripping on no broad
I just went and bought another one

[Verse 2: Future]
Eliminating anything tryna come between the team
I'm doing what I want, richer than all my opps
Had to call a hit off cause they talkin' to the cops
Push one button, they knockin' down blocks
Wasting no time with you, not a second late
Copped the Day-Date Presidental just off of good faith
Wasn't coincidental, copped two watches in one day
You deserve a bonus, you've been exclusive with it
She can do what she want, you still can't hit my bitch
You can try all you want
She want me in that shit
I'm on demon time every time I'm hittin' that
I'm doin' Chanel, Celine, yeah vintage
[Chorus: Future]
Buried money in the wall
Got it stashed, Oklahoma
Lined up, Cartier frames on me, glaucoma
Hit a spin in a drop', ooh, weed, Daytona
Goin' crazy with the vibes
Out in Turks me and Zona
Money got bitches goin'
Tote the heaters, keep goin'
Got the addy and the drop on you, ain't gon' even show it
Ain't trading in no cars, I just go and buy another one
Ain't tripping on no broad
I just went and bought another one

[Verse 3: Gunna]
Way too many cars and I still went and bought another one
Went through all these broads and I still can't fall in love with one
Never met a player, …
Trappin' out the mail, upper scale, it's a one of one
Silly bitches wander in the crib over yonder
Pop some pills in the corner
Hit my bitch, rockin' pointers
Big ol' chandelier shinin' light inside the dungeon
Could've killed them, but I let them live
I probably shouldn't have done it
Don't gotta say it [?], but [?] Lil shawty want it
The precision is a tunnel, all you see is the young Wunna
Are you still full of water? Pint seal with no bubble
They love a young rich n***a from the gutter
[Chorus: Future]
Buried money in the wall
Got it stashed, Oklahoma
Lined up, Cartier frames on me, glaucoma
Hit a spin in a drop', ooh, weed, Daytona
Goin' crazy with the vibes
Out in Turks me and Zona
Money got bitches goin'
Tote the heaters, keep goin'
Got the addy and the drop on you, ain't gon' even show it
Ain't trading in no cars, I just go and buy another one
Ain't tripping on no broad
I just went and bought another one