Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug] Wheezy outta here Yeah [Chorus: Young Thug] Woke up in a mansion Silk Dior pinstriped couch Call the car man, he told me meet him at the spot Droppin' off some shit you ain't got Ha, now I'm out I done got so rich I think my cars bring me out It ain't 'bout no thot, my cars bring me out Bentley under the carport, shit got rained out I done got so rich I think my cars bring me out [Verse 1: Young Thug & Future] I was chillin' at the spot on a bedside's couch I wasn't even gon' do nothin', don't care 'bout the sun out (Yeah) Fuck you, lil' bitty, bitch, don't let my car bring me out (Yeah) I done got so rich I think my car bring me out (Yeah) [Verse 2: Future] I done got so rich, I let a foreign bring me out (Uh) Fuck her in the car and told her, "At least it cost a housе" (Yeah) I done got so lit, I promise I'll nеver see a drought (I promise) I don't know the time, I know my watch two-hundred thousand (Two-hundred) Changin' up the climate, whenever you get through, I'm ballin' (When you) Change it up, my bitch down, my old bitch stalkin' I don't go outside without a rifle and a forty (Pluto) Takin' up the drip and the murder rate in Georgia (Yeah) Mr. Have-His-Way, turn a dime to a quarter (Yeah) Walkin' with a limp, I got racks all on me (Yeah) Probably in the Royce with the stars in the sky (Ceilin') This ain't 'bout a thot, I let my cars bring me out (Out) Wrap the cash up and vacuum seal, it won't rot (Rot) I can bag her, she want the dick 'cause I'm toxic (Toxic) I can spazz out and throw my bitch in Givenchy (Yeah) Her pressure, Baguettes, make everything iconic (Iconic) Homicide, make sure you stick to the script One of a kind, fallin' asleep on a pill (Pluto) Top of the line art, gotta splash through the crib (Hit it) Freestyle off the top and I can make me a M [Chorus: Young Thug] Woke up in a mansion Silk Dior pinstriped couch Call the car man, he told me meet him at the spot Droppin' off some shit you ain't got Ha, now I'm out I done got so rich I think my cars bring me out It ain't 'bout no thot, my cars bring me out Bentley under the carport, shit got rained out I done got so rich (Yeah), I think my cars bring me out [Verse 3: Young Thug] Benz after Benz, I'm on my Maybach shit My opp got this one so I done gave it to my bitch Huh, got a Birkin on my motherfuckin' wrist Think I'm lyin'? You can dive in this bitch just like a fish If it still got the eyes, it's a perfect dish Give it to my kid, I'm 'bout to eat this whole wig Gave her nine racks like a motherfuckin' Sig If you made some mills in the pandemic then you big Take the Porsche away (Yeah), fillin' up a safe (Yeah) Got the Bugatti (Yeah), fuck a pool party (Yeah) Pourin' weed in her pussy like I'm Bob Marley (Yeah) All my dawgs got it (Yeah), we don't do no barkin' Nigga put me out, so I bought the shop (Yeah) I put my cars in this bitch, now it's a parkin' spot We had more oil in the city back when it was a drought They thought I got rid of it, I had brang the Wraithy out [Verse 4: Future] Livin' legitimate, I'm swervin' in a foreign car Cheetah print, leather Goyard It ain't 'bout a thot, I let this money do seducin' I turn two-hundred on a dash to a movie I done got so rich, fuck two bitches in a coupe I'm paranoid, hundred rounds on me too It ain't no cap in my rap, I got proof Took me a nap and had on three mill' in jewels (Pluto) [Chorus: Young Thug] Woke up in a mansion Silk Dior pinstriped couch Call the car man, he told me meet him at the spot Droppin' off some shit you ain't got Ha, now I'm out I done got so rich I think my cars bring me out It ain't 'bout no thot, my cars bring me out Bentley under the carport, shit got rained out I done got so rich I think my cars bring me out [Outro: Young Thug] It ain't 'bout no thot, my cars bring me out