Drinks On Us (Remix) Lyrics – Mike WiLL Made-It & Future

[Intro: Swae Lee]
Everybody wanna know where you got your stuff
And you say "Oh man, I got the muthaf**king plug"
Everybody saying, "Ayy, where you get that from?"
And you feel so cooling every time you in the club

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us

[Verse 1: Swae Lee]
If y'all wanna hang out with the gangstas, y'all go 'head
I'm just gonna count a little motherf**king bread
If y'all wanna slither with the snakes, then y'all go 'head
I keep a pedicured lawn so them snakes, they will be dead
Tears of joy run down my cheek onto the soil
I would trick off on your b!tch
But she ain't loyal (She disloyal)
Nothing but love for you n!ggas riding with no tint
Grand total, five digits, make these hoes repent
Popped a couple pills
I feel like Johnny Mad Dog (Geek, geek)
I lost a couple friends
I'm tryna get these bands dog (Geek, geek)
You know we in this b!tch
We throwing up them grands, y'all
And once we get that club
We 'bout that fun, go H.A.M y'all
My comrades want them mills
My comrades want them millions
My comrades want them bills
My comrades want them billions
My comrades want that tri
My comrades want them trillions
Yeah, we need more than racks
My comrades want them 'illions

[Pre-Chorus: Swae Lee]
Been proving, you ain't ever going up
Every time you hit the club, you always f**k it up

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us

[Verse 2: The Weeknd]
Bet you never see my n!ggas pull up to the spot
I just signed so many checks my wrist about to pop
If you ever talk about me when I'm not around
Your girl'll probably tell me
When I put it in her mouth
(When I put it in her mouth)
Put your wallet in your pocket, b!tch, you playing
(B!tch, you playing)
Even when I wasn't on, I'm always paying
(You know who's paying)
Went from hipsters, now it's models and these singers
(On the low)
And my hair be growing like a f**king Saiyan (Oh)
I popped a couple pills, I think that I'm Devante
I f**k a b!tch from Lost and Found like every Monday
(Oh yeah, oh yeah)
My jawline so defined, I'm wilding like I'm Gunplay
(Oh yeah, oh yeah)
You see no white inside my eyes and it's a fun day
But when I'm working, girl, I'm working for the millions
(Working for the millions)
Girl, when I'm working, I be working for them billions
(Oh yeah)
Why your hand out, I ain't tricking, find another sucka'
These b!tches tryna make a living, but

[Pre-Chorus: The Weeknd]
You know I been on now, then, and I'm next
Every year my year, you know I always wanna flex

[Chorus: The Weeknd]
(XO)
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us

[Verse 3: Future]
Say my, say my, say my name
Switching b!tches and I'm switching lanes
When they call last shot for alcohol
I just wanna take my last drink
I just wanna sip some clean purple
Hit the car lot and just made a purchase
I just realized that I am a star
Cruising my coupe up the boulevard
None of my pictures are watermarked
Got more water than the waterboy
Avianne draped me up, n!gga
Yellow bones suck my nuts, n!gga
She think it's chocolate, but she call me Papi
Papi Chulo, I'ma get it popping
Got some red bottoms on a hottie thotty
Put them heels to her nipples in new Cavalli
I just came in like a kamikaze
I just walk 'round like a zombie, daddy
I don't like being in paddy wagons
So no remorse, I'm about the fetti
Had a few horses come by the telly
Eating each other, they get some credit
Got commas on commas, I'm really ready
I'm really 'bout to pour up on a jet
I would never mention n!ggas names
Tell a n!gga, a n!gga never did exist
You n!ggas never never been a threat
These n!ggas never get enough attention
I just put the b!tch on punishment
I've been hanging where the money been
I don't know what type of love is this
Can you tell me where my dogs at?
Put a hollow in your ball cap
What type of n!gga you call that?
When I hang up on you, never call back
I'm a money counter, count my own money

[Pre-Chorus: Swae Lee]
Been proving, you ain't ever going up
Every time you hit the club, you always f**k it up

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us

[Outro: Swae Lee]
If y'all wanna hang out with the gangstas, y'all go 'head
I'm just gonna count a little motherf**king bread
If y'all wanna slither with the snakes, then y'all go 'head
I keep a pedicured lawn so them snakes, they will be dead