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Artist:Future  Album:SUPER SLIMEY 

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Young Thug Everything right Everything right Everything right Everything right All these niggas Everything right, you back in Givenchy I only drink Actavis, I'm on a diet I'ma chase it like Usain All this money bring a nigga new pain (woah, woah, woah) Yeah, yeah I got at least 200 hoes Fresh to death, and I leave my current in a doze Up and down you ain't receive nothin' 'bout this dough And these hundreds ain't goin' nowhere like a moat I bought my moms a car, it felt amazin' My niggas bangin' burgundy like the Redskins I got all type of tattoos on my fuckin' shin I was in a white and red Maybach like peppermints I've been blown a mil' on jewelry, but it's past tense Super charge it, make it sound like it's raggly I'm ridin' with the cutter, I'm Blood like my brothers, a MAC 10 Diamonds on me talkin', they harassin' No shoulda, coulda, woulda, I got these racks in Came a long way from a Chevy Now we spend millions on cribs You get somethin' too, don't trip My eyes 'bout low as a brim I smoke the tree limb, tree limb No gang, big deal

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