Future - 712PM (Directed by Travis Scott)

(8) (Wheezy outta here)

Sitting behind five percent, you can see the chinain Lil' one going crazy, ready to sprrt for the ginang If it wasn't for Google, man that b- wouldn't know my nickname Dropped a Maybach truck on a watch and it was plain jane Let the door swang, swang the door open, smell c- Trafficking drug money and trap out this one lane Stepped all in mud, this b- can't wait to tie my shoelace Oh, she don't like girls, bet this money make a b- so gay

Money real long, big as King Kong when you make the trap go jump Yellow wrist stones, canary yellow stones, I'm putting on that stuff Digging in her back, pull out my money, make a b- bust a nut Came out the bando just to buy diapers, had to hit me a lick I bought the Tahoe from the trap money, haven't even seen a brick C- by the kilo, these days put it right on my wrist You can still see the chain lit up sitting behind five percent

Every time I re-up, they gotta advance at least 20 M I been getting richer and richer my whole career Took the dope money, went and record a mixtape, it's rappers way out Sitting on a bail toting a big K, ain't even got a couch To Australia, I'm familiar, spent two million on a jet In that dualie doing the dash, I let lil' dawg he hold a TEC I got molly with the crystals, but I been back doing X Got a Rolex on my wrist, this b- cost 'bout a Corvette

Give these n- a couple bands and hit your face and hit your chest I was rolling off the pills, I should've never f- the b- I got h- these n- married, I don't let 'em go, they come through I got my fentanyl in my diamonds, I spend a nine on a pair of shoes I don't even care who these n- shot at Ain't nan of 'em got murked I got some real killers, they'll kill a n-, then go and shoot up the hearse

You think a n- like me give a f- 'bout a n- shooting up the church? I gotta take this s- up with God 'cause I'm a god on the earth I got this motherf- new Benz, I ain't even drove it since it came out Couple of bad b-, they twins, walkin' naked through my house Cook good dope up in the kitchen, I could do that top shelf B- still claiming me, I ain't f- in over a year

Cartier wrist, Cartier watch, Cartier diamond buff Money real long, big as King Kong when you make the trap go jump Yellow wrist stones, canary yellow stones, I'm putting on that stuff Digging in her back, pull out my money, make a b- bust a nut Came out the bando just to buy diapers, had to hit me a lick I bought the Tahoe from the trap money, haven't even seen a brick C- by the kilo, these days put it right on my wrist You can still see the chain lit up sitting behind five percent

Sitting behind five percent, you can see the chinain Lil' one going crazy, ready to sprrt for the ginang Stepped all in mud, this b- can't wait to tie my shoelace Oh, she don't like girls, bet this money make a b- so gay