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Featuring 2 Chainz & T.I. (Intro) Tomorrow, tomorrow (x8) (Verse: 2 Chainz) Dreads hang on designer everything Mr. Comme des Garçons, Mr. Alexander Wang Mr. Chain, pinky ring, flow insane, ho insane Man, these shoes I got on, these the hardest I've done seen It look clean when you pour it; I remix it make it dirty If she got good head and text me I text back and tell her "hurry" This that category 5 when I walk up in the strip club Throw it high, make you and George Washington head butt OG's never fed us, now young niggas fed up Ballin' so hard I deserve a and one Baking soda marketing, I'm getting it ain't I? Obviously. You a bitch, you a ho, that's just my philosophy And I'm known to kick it like the captain of a soccer team Billie Jean red leather same color Red Lobster And she brain wash ya -- head doctor I'mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (Hook x2) I'mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching I'mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching SongtexteI'mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching Drop toppin, head boppin (Verse: Lil Wayne) Bullet ain't got no name, her pussy ain't got no smell Got this bitch on lock, these niggas ain't got no bail These snitches ain't got no pride, these hoes ain't got no manners These tricks ain't got no magic, ain't that a bitch? But me, I make shit taste like shoulda came Out the gutter, baby what's her name? Yea, pussy never felt so good And you know we don't smoke that bush and give that shit back to that boy uh I'm so sick of ballin, I'm so sick of ballin Ride me like a hearse, you bitches call me Charlie Swear to God I never met a nigga with enough money I'm ridin round in that new thing with no roof like a hush puppy Shht I look down at the stars I could pull a few strings, niggas sound like a toss Told that bitch she my boo, not a round of applause Shit, I'mma be dressed to kill, now the feds watchin Tunechi (Hook x2) I'mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching I'mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching I'mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching Drop toppin, head boppin (Verse: T.I.) I strive and roll my Denim, bankrolls all in em I'm maximal, you minimal Make dough, you better get you some Them cone on, we be been in er Better add bottle, we been em all Shot of weed with the one with the pounds of the weed And the quarter keys of middle school Beeper, sneakers, tennis that's how we were hustling fuck When I pull this strap you gon do what I say Nigga that, what how we bust it for I don't take no shit, ain't nothing bruh What's all this discussion for? And Martin Luther King got em doing my thing Aye motherfucker, you can't fuck with us You know a counterfeit case make years in prison Got back out, got back in busy Keep playin round with it, on the real you can get it Let a goon get a quarter mill, that a kill it Couple racks on that Versace suit Just in case they watchin fool Sophisticated, my surveillance, picks just like a bone of shit First she Balenciaga, YSL and Prada Tom Ford, Lan Barn, you name it I got it So I be fresh as fuck, going hard when the feds watchin Literally cuz I'm menaging when the feds watching (Hook x2) I'mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching I'mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching I'mma be fresh as hell if the Feds watching Drop toppin, head boppin Aus Songtexte Mania