Future, Young Scooter - STAYED DOWN lyrics

Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn

[Future, Young Scooter - STAYED DOWN lyrics]

ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob

I got a sports car on my
Wrist and I'm bird fly
You can hear the money
Machine beepin' from outside
Nigga pillow talkin'
Talkin' ain't got they money right
I don't even wanna talk, nigga
 unless I see the cash out
Zero to sixty, I get lost in a turbo
Medallions, pink diamonds
Started from purple
Yeah, fully loaded, money machine
We some splurgers
He stayed down, got the money up
And now they can't serve us

I'm goin' Jimmy Choo on my
New-new shit on purpose
She can get it too, ain't no fool
I'll curve her if I borrowed your car
I'm sure I filled it up with chickens
Cappers stealing swag
They bitches poppin' on misses
Got more K in the Phantom
You wanna ride the Honda Civic
I'm okay with that hammer
I gotta ride with the extended
Shit be crackin' in the city every day
(Every day)
Dropped an eight in a Fanta, I'm okay (Okay)
Penthouse, three stories, got trees in it
Spilled the drip all over, a bitch eatin' it
I threw the money in the vault
Ain't even seen it
Money bags everywhere, Lamborghinis, yeah

I got a sports car on my
Wrist and I'm bird fly
You can hear the money
Machine beepin' from outside
Nigga pillow talkin'
Talkin' ain't got they money right
I don't even wanna talk, nigga
Unless I see the cash out
Zero to sixty, I get lost in a turbo
Medallions, pink diamonds
Started from purple
Yeah, fully loaded, money machine
We some splurgers (Light it up, gang)
He stayed down, got the money up
And now they can't serve us (BMWG shit)

We make our own drugs so
You niggas can't serve 'em (Nah)
Remix everything, Sproot make it do hurdles
(Remix) jugg house jumpin' like a rabbit
Yours turtle (Turn)
Everything I smoke exotic, nigga, all purple
(yeah) i just ran a whole M
Through the money counter (Money counter)
Kept money from yesterday
I ain't even count it (Count up)
Quarter million
Tried to break Blacka out the counter
(Counter) a thousand pounds on the road
All wrapped and downied (Road)
Jugg the truck, was servin' a load
All free bands (yeah)
All my niggas bosses
Working like some Mexicans
(Like some Mexicans)
Lamborghini 'round my neck, Eliantte
(Eliantte)
Hunnid racks just to pull up in the driveway
(Street)

I got a sports car on my
Wrist and I'm bird fly
You can hear the money
Machine beepin' from outside
Nigga pillow talkin'
Talkin' ain't got they money right
I don't even wanna talk, nigga
Unless I see the cash out
Zero to sixty, I get lost in a turbo
Medallions, pink diamonds
Started from purple
Yeah, fully loaded, money machine
We some splurgers
He stayed down, got the money up
And now they can't serve us

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