Itchin (Remix)

[Verse 1: Future] My mama said fuck it, nigga, hit the streets and live Got some crack in the corner and I did what I did The neighbors they don't like me, I got J's at the door Told my grandma I don't need a bed, I'm sleeping on the floor Got my tool and my blow then my two main hoes Me and all my woahs stick together like the Zoes Stop by, say "who got the yay for the low" And I keep birds with me like I'm straight out hollygrove [Hook] x2 My fingers, they itchin, they itchin for dat paper I'm riding around the city and I got that calculator Ima motherfuking monster when it come to getting that paper [Verse 2: Young Jeezy] Million dollars cash, count it all by myself She say "Baby let me help you", I say "Bitch don't need your help" If it's one thing that a nigga don't do, it's trust If there’s tops on the cars tell you bitch it wasn’t us 40 million dollar mansion Master bedroom in the kitchen Scarface got you in the living room now this living I’m Michael Jordan in his prime and these niggas Scottie Pippen Trying to out-ball MJ Scottie trippin Think I’m bout to put a helipad on my roof Then spit a brick and a half in the booth Put my tax on em when I send em out of state While they call you Weight Watchers? Cuz we be watching all the weight