Future - Stains lyrics

Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn

[Future - Stains lyrics]

Trill, yeah that's how it is
Pluto

How many stains you hit? I'on't
Know how many stains? Private plane
Converted over to private plane
Cookin' it up with baking soda
How many chains?
You ain't thinkin' how I'm thinkin'
I'm goin' to the bank
I come in a tank, I come with the drank
I come with the drapes, I crush up the face
Patek Phillipe, I'm too unique
Gotta stop all the leaks
Get caught with the freaks

I pour up codeine, I can't go to sleep
Criminal mind, thanks to the gang, gang
Louboutins, sittin' in a row
Louis Vuitton's, mink on the flows
My migo the coldest, it got me the frozest
I ordered the LOTUS, soon as it touched down
I sold it
The money is stacked up off the ground
You could never fold it
I done got racked up
I done stacked up me a fortune
Colossal, enormous
Have you seen my performance
You makin' it drizzle
I got it thunder and stormin'
Cash on deliver, hope you not recording
(Cash on deliver, hope you not recording)

How many stains you hit? I'on't
Know how many stains? Private plane
Converted over to private plane
Cookin' it up with baking soda
How many chains?
You ain't thinkin' how I'm thinkin'
I'm goin' to the bank
I come in a tank, I come with the drank
I come with the drapes, I crush up the face
Patek Phillipe, I'm too unique
Gotta stop all the leaks
Get caught with the freaks

I got you comfortable
But she say she love me
I got some commas, they can't be discussed
I weigh a ton in these streets
Ain't no discussion
I started off with a couple watches
I got 'em busted
I got a flooded Richard Mille
It ain't no cuffin'
She came in blushing, she came from Russia
Digital scale, my kind is rare
I had to prevail, I made it through Hell
See the wheel on the right
When you live overseas
Think it came overnight
How I make it look easy
Ain't a regular nigga, I accept that
Got ahead of you niggas and I
Never took a step back

How many stains you hit? I'ont
Know how many stains? Private plane
Converted over to private plane
Cookin' it up with baking soda
How many chains?
You ain't thinkin' how I'm thinkin'
I'm goin' to the bank
I come in a tank, I come with the drank
I come with the drapes, I crush up the face
Patek Phillipe, I'm too unique
Gotta stop all the leaks
Get caught with the freaks

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