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Future – Touch the Sky Lyrics

Touch the Sky By Future

(Southside on the track, yeah)
Yeah
Got the ‘Rari outside, got the Maybach outside, no lie, no lie
(Got the ‘Rari outside, got the Maybach outside, no lie, no lie)

In the penthouse in my room, I can touch the sky, yeah, yeah
I just woke up with a dime, holdin’ a nine, yeah, yeah
I just stuffed a Backwood with a three-five, yeah, yeah
Off the top rope, Andre the Giant, yeah, yeah

I just put a brand new Phantom on my credit card
I just bought the Rollie store with my credit card
Put two hundred racks on my b---- debit card
I put two hundred racks on your whole squad
I’m a big time n----, I don’t owe no n-----
Cut a five million-dollar check, I blow that n----
Twenty million-dollar liquid, I can show that n----
Aquafina on me drippin’, you can’t pour this, n----
I perform with my drum, you must don’t know me, n----
Got a thoroughbred b---- down in Texas, n----
I can tell she got a man from how she text me, n----
I been flexin’ all my life, you can’t finesse me, n----

I been in the bando with the chick
Buy Jimmy Choo sandals ’cause I’m rich
I put the pool on the top floor
These thot hoes, they free promo
I’ma keep my ho in Chanel, Coco
Puttin’ butterfly doors on a four-door
Yeah, I been in the bando with the chick
Buy Jimmy Choo sandals ’cause I’m rich

I come through turbo, hit the switch (Come through turbo)
You only do pink diamonds when you rich (You only do pink diamonds)
I threw cotton candy diamonds on my b----, yeah yeah
Got the Rollie face same Kansas City, yeah yeah
I’m just a walkin’ drug store, don’t you be mindin’ me
I just spend ten thousand on a ‘fit and I got that iron on me
I’m on a whole ‘nother wave, I’m surfin’ in a new Ferrari
I just been sippin’, I’m drippin’, I’m spillin’, I’m shittin’ on everybody
I got ten kilos on my wrist, yeah, yeah
Outer space froze, cold in my pics, yeah, yeah
Platinum ice, rose gold on my wrist, yeah, yeah
I got a closet for a condo

Got the ‘Rari outside, got the Maybach outside, no lie, no lie
In the penthouse in my room, I can touch the sky, yeah, yeah
I just woke up with a dime, holdin’ a nine, yeah, yeah
I just stuffed a Backwood with a three-five, yeah, yeah
Off the top rope, Andre the Giant, yeah, yeah

I’ve been in the bando with the chick
Buy Jimmy Choo sandals ’cause I’m rich