Check out this interesting brand new music from Young Thug – Cars Bring Me Out ft. Future.
Multi talented award winning American hip hop rapper, music singer and songwriter, Young Thug has released another impressive brand new music which he titled “Cars Bring Me Out” featuring Future, off his newly unleashed music album titled “Business Is Business”. And it’s right available here on Powerofnaija.com for your free and fast download!
Listen, Download & Stream Young Thug – Cars Bring Me Out ft. Future Below;
Check Out The Full Lyrics Below;
[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 car port, 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’ bitch, 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)
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
Her pressure, Baguettes, make everything 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
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 car port, 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 odds, 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
