[Hook: Future] I get high ’til I’m confused I don’t know what else to do Bentley Coupe or Porsche Coupe Henny got me so confused White girl black girl I’m confused Molly kush I’m leanin on screw I’m so geeked up I’m confused Cash or check I’m too confused
Money got me too confused These girls they got me too confused Oxy got me too confused I’m too confused I’m too confused Future gucci too confused Freeband gang we too consufed Bricksquad put you on the news Free billz got them too confused
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Robin jeans or switch to Trues I don’t know, I’m so confused How many girls? Three or two? Beat that pussy black and blue Damn, I like the way she look But I don’t like her attitude Took her out and dicked her down But she didn’t show no gratitude Cars, I got a lot of them Forgiato tennis shoes Trapper to the heart But I still’ll make a business move I cannot go back to jail Cause I got so much to lose Don’t leave home without my scale Cause I got some work to move Smash, smash, No cuffin’, pass her to the crew Did what I did I’m finished with her Then I turn her onto you Discombobulated mane I swear I don’t know what to do Gucci Mane I’m so confused That I forgot to bring my roof
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[Verse 2: Future] Drankin’ lean and smoking kush I’m in the kitchen like a cook Lean and molly, ecstasy I don’t know what I done took My black lawyer Abrahaim a Jew Cash or Visa what I Do Foreign, foreign, bad, bad Bitches all the kid pursue My iPad and my Metro And I’m workin out the iPhone too Future on the super booze The Remy did what I should do Turn up with’ puff or fuck with’ goose The Panamera or my Coupe I don’t wanna drive no more Get chauffeured ’round this fuckin’ zoo Paper got me a like monster Turned me to a fucking bear Poppin’ bottles on the sofa Feel like I’m inside the air No security, gucci down Future plug like everywhere Free band gang bricksquad Free bandz outta here
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[Verse 3: Future & Gucci mane] [Future:] Solar system on a move I Feel like a thousand goons [Gucci Mane:] Me and Future smokin kush We high as a hot air balloon [Future:] Future Jimi Hendrix You might catch the kid eatin’ them shrooms I’m outer space I’m in there too I’m in mars and pluto too [Gucci Mane:] Bricksquad is a army nigga Pistols for my whole platoon If you ain’t gettin’ no money then You might aswell leave the room [Future:] Freebands Freebands Freebands We ’bout to give em hell [Gucci Mane:] Free pillz free pillz free pillz We got ’em vacuum sealed [Future:] I be drippin so much sauce Got bitches ready to lick it off I get so much money man I swear I’m geeked up off the sauce [Gucci Mane:] Gucci Mane yeah I’m a boss I swear I have to make my point across Bricks I got to get across