Metro Boomin, Future - GTA

307, two-door coupe GTA, I got shooters Turtle shell top, bulletproof Whatever I'm with, my bitch with it too Balenciaga and them sticks included Crash out, crash out, crash Crash out, crash out, crash Send a nigga straight up to God Hold it two hands, it's a carbon (hold it two hands) Either you trapping or robbing (either you trapping) Why waste your time if you 'flauging? (Why waste your time?) Stacking it, uh, racking it, uh, always up to Jupiter (Jupiter) Flip it, uh, flip it, flip it, cool Serving junkies, I was still in school Zone 3, Zone 6 niggas never play fair, they gon' slime you out Once you join a gang, it ain't no way you get out They just jacked the car, they need 'em something to spin out Laying inside the bushes tryna get my rent up Came up on a bird and ever since, I've been up Re-up on the first and third, stashing cash in shoe boxes Go wash your hands, you got 'em dirty, you gon' need a new Glock Drinking on syrup, work, splurge Adderall, Perc', Xan', X P90 Ruger, fully loaded TEC Ho confused, she just too obsessed Whatever I'm with, my bitch with it too Balenciaga and them sticks included Crash out, crash out, crash Crash out, crash out, crash Whatever I'm with, my bitch with it too Balenciaga and them sticks included Crash out, crash out, crash Crash out, crash out, crash Hemi, Trackhawk, Scat Pack, dash 458 Ferrari, driving it fast Trapping is a hobby, you ain't gotta ask Turned her to a Barbie, spoiling her like a brat Punch sodas, woo, pour my Tus' for me, baby Putting the motor in the truck, then I go crazy Loaded up on new ice, yeah, load up on new car Working it out of the 'partments, nigga, trapping, serving hard Young niggas camping outside, sleeping in your yard Copping a bigger house, forty car garage See what hustling get you when you going against the odd? No capping, I'm taxing, wrapping up a bale What kind of ice, that's a chandelier My earrings lying to me when I look in the mirror Whatever I'm with, my bitch with it too Balenciaga and them sticks included Crash out, crash out, crash Crash out, crash out, crash Whatever I'm with, my bitch with it too Balenciaga and them sticks included Crash out, crash out, crash Crash out, crash out, crash Send a nigga straight up to God Hold it two hands, it's a carbon Either you trapping or robbing Why waste your time if you 'flauging? 307, two-door coupe GTA, I got shooters