Everything Ours by Future
[Intro:]
You know what I'm sayin'?
This that Freebandz shit, you hear me?
Get your money
SCL to ATL
[Hook:]
That money bring you power
Good bells and that powder
We chokin' off that sour
And all this money ours
That money bring you power
Them bells and that powder
We chockin off that sour
And all these bitches ours
[Verse 1:]
I'm leanin' like I'm on a fifth of Henny
I be trippin' like they here from the beginning
I'm in the space, girl, you know sky's not my limit
I keep some racks on me like I be playin' tennis
My girl she wakin' up and she ain't shop at Lennox
She string it out, we at Bell Harbor and we spendin'
I'm in that Lamborghini, no it's not no rented
You see this ice on me and all my windows tinted
She want that Rover, I'm a go and put her in it
I'm on that doja, I'm a go and jump on in it
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