متن و پخش آهنگ Stains (Future) از Future

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Young Chop on the beat Trill, yeah That's how it is Pluto How many stains you hit I don't know, how many stains Private plane Converted up with a private plane Cooking it up with baking soda How many chains You ain't thinking how I'm thinking I'm going 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 Getting caught with the freaks I pour up codeine I can't go to sleep Criminal mind Thanks to the gang, gang Louboutins, sitting in a row Louis Vuitton's, mink on the flows My migo the coldest He got me the frozest I ordered it loaded, soon as they 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 preformance You making it drizzle I got thunder and storming Cash on deliver, hope you're not recording (Cash on deliver, hope you're not recording) How many stains you hit I don't know, how many stains Private plane Converted up with a private plane Cooking it up with baking soda How many chains You ain't thinking how I'm thinking I'm going 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 Getting caught with the freaks I got you comfortable Because 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 cuffing Screaming, 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 don't know, how many stains Private plane Converted up with a private plane Cooking it up with baking soda How many chains You ain't thinking how I'm thinking I'm going 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 Getting caught with the freaks