Pop Smoke, Future - Mr. Jones (feat. Future)

Oh-oh Oh-oh, oh Said we in Miami (oh-ooh, oh-ooh) We just left Mr. Jones (oh-oh, ooh, ooh, ooh) With a hundred bitches that's down ready to fuck (oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh) Yeah Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck She said she wanna be a bartender, I'm like, "Your ass ain't fat enough" Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck She like, "Papi, can you give me 55-hundred?" I ain't givin' you shit unless you suckin' all of us She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pussy The lil' nigga fucked around and got sprung She came out the room like, "Papi, my ass hurt" She just put up with mad work, yeah You worried 'bout the wrong thing That's bad work, it's 'bout the cash first When you down, we run up that shower Break it down in the back, girl If I say that you mine, that mean that you ours You can't put me first, that's backwards Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck She said she wanna be a bartender, I'm like, "Your ass ain't fat enough" Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck She like, "Papi, can you give me 55-hundred?" I ain't givin' you shit unless you suckin' all of us She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pussy The lil' nigga fucked around, nigga, got sprung We in Sky-ami (we in Sky-ami) We all the way up (all the way up) Got a hunnid bitches in the VIP, better go fuck (better go fuck) Bitch came with no panties on, got dope in my coat Take Aventi to the jeweler, drop a big bag on a bitch drip, yeah Top of the penthouse, a personal shopper bringin' fine threads can't find in the store My bitch gon' step on a bitch in Dior Smokin' out a pound, drink out the bottle Mermaid, pussy taste like some water Jimmy Choos shoes, Manolo Blahnik Copped the new jewels just for the fun of it Got the number two, shorty rewind Wrapped in plastic, now she fired up her own Gotta smash every day like a goon Million dollar drip got me on the moon I be takin' shit down like a tycoon Outta solitary straight on patron Sagittarius when I walk in a room Take the baddest bitches out, Mr. Jones Take the baddest bitches out, Mr. Jones Take the baddest bitches out, Mr. Jones (I'm outta here, hahaha) Said we in Miami (we in Miami) We just left Mr. Jones (just left Mr. Jones) With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck (ready to fuck) She said she wanna be a bartender, I'm like, "Your ass ain't fat enough" Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck (oh yeah) Said we in Miami (we in Miami) We just left Mr. Jones (just left Mr. Jones) With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck (ready to fuck) She said she wanna be a bartender, I'm like, "Your ass ain't fat enough" (fat enough) Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck She like, "Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?" I ain't givin' you shit unless you suckin' all of us She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pussy The lil' nigga fucked around, nigga, got sprung