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Stains - Future
Lyricist：Nayvadius Wilburn/Tyree Pittman
Composer：Nayvadius Wilburn/Tyree Pittman
Trill yeah
That's how it is
Pluto
How many stains you hit I'on't know
How many stains
Private plane converted up with a private plane
Cookin' it up with baking soda how many chains
You ain't thinkin' how I'm thinkin' I'm goin' to the bank
I come in a tank I come with the drank
I come with the drapes I crush out 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 sittin' in a row
Louis Vuitton's mink on the flows
My migo the coldest he got me the frozest
I ordered it low then soon as it 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 performance
You makin' it drizzle I got thunder and stormin'
Cash on deliver hope you're not recording
Cash on deliver hope you're not recording
How many stains you hit I'on't know
How many stains
Private plane converted up with a private plane
Cookin' it up with baking soda how many chains
You ain't thinkin' how I'm thinkin' I'm goin' to the bank
I come in a tank I come with the drank
I come with the drapes I crush out the face
Patek Phillipe I'm too unique
Gotta stop all the leaks gettin' 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 cuffin'
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 n**ga I accept that
Got ahead of you n**gas and I never took a step back
How many stains you hit I'on't know
How many stains
Private plane converted up with a private plane
Cookin' it up with baking soda how many chains
You ain't thinkin' how I'm thinkin' I'm goin' to the bank
I come in a tank I come with the drank
I come with the drapes I crush out the face
Patek Phillipe I'm too unique
Gotta stop all the leaks gettin' caught with the freaks