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Cars Bring Me Out Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
Wheezy outta here
Yeah

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Woke up in a mansion
Silk Dior pin stripe 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]
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)
f*ck you, lil' 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)
f*ck her in the car and told her, "'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
This ain't 'bout a thot, I let my cars bring me out (Out)
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Wrap the cash up and vacuum seal, it won't 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 strip
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 pin stripe couch
Call the car man, he told me meet him at the spot
Droppin' off some shit you ain't got

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