Same Damn Time - Future

I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

Fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

I’m on Pluto, I’m on Mars at the same damn time

On the sofa, popping bottles, at the same damn time, aye

Gucci made in Italy, Bally belt, I’m killing shit

The way I’m rocking Jimmy Choo, the word got out I’m dealing it

I fuck her, she a immigrant, don’t touch her, she ain’t got benefits

Bussing down them Benjamins, fuck it up on Louis kicks

That’s the way I’m kicking it, Ferragamo cover me

Puerto Rican, Japanese, we laid up at the DoubleTree

Yellow ice a bumble bee, pinky ring a quarter key

IPhone a Metro, twerking off the whole thing

My earring a jelly bean, gangster lean and Irene

Red eyes, no visine, I’m loc’d out on the drink

Horse shoes on my jeans, Robin jeans with the wings

Yellow bone on my team, trafficking them Yao Mings

Space boots with the spikes, go to AZ on the flight

Mail a hundred overnight, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

Fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

I’m on Pluto, I’m on Mars at the same damn time

On the sofa, popping bottles, at the same damn time, aye

I’m in Phipps with the sack going crazy

Got some diamonds round my neck, no fugazi

Bad bitches in the suite tryna bait me

Just a young hood nigga, streets raised me

Working with a unit, tryna stretch it to another one

Drinking on that Actav', then it tasting like some bubble gum

Thumbing through the check, boarding on a jet

Talking on the iPhone, sipping out the styrofoam

That dirty got my mind gone, that money got my mind blown

VVS and white stones, VVS and white stones

I’m rolling like a rolling stone

FreeBandz on Al Capone (straight up)

And my cash way long (turn up)

I see a bunch of clones

I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

Fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

I’m on Pluto, I’m on Mars at the same damn time

On the sofa, popping bottles, at the same damn time, aye

Give me apartment and some water and I can swim

Got that Gambino jumping out the gym

My young nigga serving J’s outside Crim

Jumping 'cross me, you know your chances slim

In my aviator Gucci like I’m driving planes

When the cash hit cash money, smell like cocaine

Doing Birdman numbers, making flips like Jackie Chan

Walk inside the jeweler, jumping bail on your ring

Spent so much on Louie, gave me free champagne

In Bal Harbour shopping and they doing the same thing

And I keep my cup with me like a pimp

I think I’m Magic Don Juan, take a glimpse

Spike Lee need to get this shit on film

(Future)

I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

Fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

I’m on Pluto, I’m on Mars at the same damn time

On the sofa, popping bottles, at the same damn time, aye