Future - Pesos (Dinero) lyrics

Yeah title, title, title
Ha ha haha her lil' sister sent me the pic
Said, "Future you're the shit"
Said, "Future you're the shit"
Said, "Future you're the shit"

Fell in love with the AK
Now a nigga gettin' payday
Cookin' up good yay yay
Shoutout lil' Tay Tay
Doin' whatever say-say,  you gotta
Do whatever i say-say
Put me on that waitin' list
Foreign coupes, I pop that
Young GOAT got right now
They pullin' off in the Hellcat
Promethazine that's every day
Codeine that's every day
Drift over like way-way
Had the young nigga doin' the Nae Nae
Big scraps on payday servin' on the lil AJ
On Friday gettin' payday
Shoutout young Dae Dae
This ain't my main line
You callin' on my thotline
Hasta luego, I pulled up it's game time

I got the pesos, the pesos, the pesos
I got the pesos, the pesos, dinero

Squeeze trigger happy ass niggas
Squeeze-squeeze
Tryna keep it cool, lowkey, nigga freeze
Jack boys from around here
Got crack boys around here ayy, squad lit
Ayy, squad lit
I told you came through in the clutch
She had her Hermès it was clutch
We pullin' after two by the bus
I bussed that bitch down like a Dutch
Teflon, can't be touched
Get that money like I'm in a rush, ooh
Told you I was tired of
Bandgang in the first place
ATL, yeah ATL, yeah that's my birthplace
Dollar sign, yeah, that's my earth day
If you ain't shinin' then there
No one to blame
I drop heat, and they know when I came
I ain't tryna be defeated
I just wanna be greeted
Smashin' on the seat
Yeah she bougie and she greedy
Fashion is a regimen
You wanna pledge allegiance
Taliban Gang have you bobbin' and you weavin'
We don't wanna keep it
We ain't nothin' but we even
Talking 'bout you leavin' bitch
You went and bought a heathen
Met up in a hotel with some Puerto Rican
And you know she freaky, yeah, yeah
A bitch geekin'
Peakin' out the window 'cause you
Know a nigga tweakin'
It ain't no pretendo 'cause you
Know I'm seein' demons
('Cause you know I'm seein' demons)

I got the pesos, the pesos, the pesos
I got the pesos, the pesos, dinero

You wanna know some' 'bout that 911 Turbo
Skrr ayy, Pyrex in that oven
You hit that dope until it skrr
Cruisin' over town
Nine to five with that work
Puttin' overtime on the grind go berserk
Fuck her all the time tryna
Make that pussy squirt
Talkin' down on a nigga, put you in the dirt
Goin' on the pound and
I'm trippin' off syrup, ayy
You see the way they duplicated?
You see the way they try to play me?
I had a plan and I waited y'all
On my way a new millennial
Got another Xan, it can't calm me down
Runnin' up them bands, new millennial
Spend it in a day, I gotta hit reup
Twenty bands a day, they gotta hear me out
Yeah, ooh, gotta hear me out

I got the pesos, the pesos, the pesos
I got the pesos, the pesos, dinero