Artist: 2 Chainz f/ Pharrell
Album:  B.O.A.T.S II: Me Time
Song:   Feds Watching
Typed by: Cedmaster3K

{*cameras flashing*}

[Intro: Pharrell] + (2 Chainz)
Oh oh oh-oh; tomorrow, tomorrow
Tomorrow, tomorrow (yeah)
Tomorrow, tomorrow (because right now)
Tomorrow, tomorrow (because right now - yeah)
Tomorrow, tomorrow (ain't no such thing as tomorrow)
Tomorrow, tomorrow (uh, the way we living today)
Tomorrow, tomorrow (because right now)
(2 CHAINZ!)

[2 Chainz]
Dreads hang on designer everything
Mr. Comme des Garçons, Mr. Alexander Wang
Mr. Chain, pinky ring, flow insane, ho insane
Man, these shoes I got on, these the hardest I've done seen
It look clean when you pour it; I remix it, make it dirty
If she got good head and text me I text back and tell her "hurry" (Tru)
This that category 5 when I walk up in the strip club
Throw it high, make you and George Washington head butt
OG's never fed us, now young niggas fed up
Ballin' so hard (hard) I deserve a and one (okay)
Baking soda marketing, I'm getting it ain't I? Obviously
You a bitch, you a ho, that's just my philosophy (yeah)
And I'm known to kick it like the captain of a soccer team
Billie Jean red leather same color Red Lobster
And she brain wash ya -- head doctor (uh)
I'mma be fresh as hell if the feds watching

[Chorus 2X: 2 Chainz + Pharrell]
I'mma be fresh as hell if the feds watching {*3X*}
Drop top, head bopping

[2 Chainz]
Grams to Grammys, two guns Yosemite
Niggas put their Glock on your ass, fuck that Heather B
Pumping that amphetamine, all this D I'm peddling
I be somewhere settling, somewhere that you have never been
To the top you never been, you might need a respirator
Money on the rise like I'm counting on a elevator
You gon' need a detonator swimming with them barracudas (cudas)
Close the docket on that ma'fucka prosecutor (BAOW)
This Armani, this Givenchy, I parachute you (yeah)
I'm so fly I jumped out the air wearing Gucci (Tell 'em)
I'm raw, talking California rolls (rolls)
Smoking California weed with California hoes (Tru)
Sending flicks to my partners in the state pen
I just got some pants made out of snake skin (yeah)
See them shades you got on called Ray-Bans
And the shades I got on cost eight bands (damn)

[Chorus]