[Intro: Future] This bitch from Australian and I'm an alien
[Bridge: Future] I sip out a cup of this shit, it's so muddy But I love it baby When I jump out the whip when I hop out the whip then I'm fresh in the latest I do what I want, and I smoke 'til I'm faded I drink till I pass out I wake up and drink up again I pour up again and again I said I wasn't gonna fuck with that bitch then I fucked her again I scream out the gutter, in the sewer, the streets turn a boy to a man I nutted off with that Ruger, I took your bitch to Aruba She fuck with Super cause she got that super When I say super that's joint Super Future We never gone lose we never gone lose
[Verse 1: Future] Never gone lose cause these bitches gone choose These bitches gone be who they is Walking and talking like classy You hold to your heart, you a ho to your heart You know I'll be working that boy I'm a poet Serving that boy out the back of the yard Fuck on your ho, I'm just playing my cards Whip after whip put up in the garage Sip on the lean like a fifth of the dark Hop in the Spur, then might hop in the Porsche Telly then rally then gather the squad Yeah gather the squad Me and my niggas so mothafucking tight You can't even tell us apart Fuck a bitch every single damn night Ain't nothing but avatar Valet the car on the curb like I'm swerving on alcohol Get to poppin' them Percocets and Xanax like they some Tylenol
I remember nights in Europe saying we ain't falling off I'm on loudest green, we gotta have some green When I hit the plane and I board it They got a magazine with no vizine Just riding around with this 40 She gone thug for me, she gone thug for me In o-hi-o that's my shorty We ain't playing around this dungarees we gone go upside your noggin You see they try sabotage me and then copy They wasn't playing fair no no, oh no no, oh no no Bitch is a bozo, she clown in the photos We sell the coco you talking to popo You know that's a no no, you know whats a no no You know that's a no no no no no no no no Came at the dopo serve out the paddy door Bitch I'm your man and your daddy, ho Panty droppers had no panties on Bitch you stepping in no panties on Back with these stallions Back-b-b-back with these stallions Drink after drink, I just carry on Got the sack on me now I just carry it Got some m's in New Orleans, I buried it For the cash and some M's, I'll marry it See the way they just jumped on the bandwagon Went bought a G-Wagon, 56 nights I had to get at it Mayweather, Pacquiao, nigga, we still at it Get up and get at it, guns like I'm Bin Ladin