What The Fuck by Currensy
This thing of ours
Got me driving sports cars 200 miles per hour
Parked outside a 5-star hotel lobbies
Drunk models leaving the bar legs all wobbly
Bitch choose 'fore you lose, get a chance at excitement
This how life get, when you pilot with the owners, the one's who set prices
Bringing that green sticky cactus to your cypher
I won't pass it, don't even bother asking, this for my jet lifers
Never dyers, chevy riders, front liners won't define her, jeans designer
My best bitches get flights to London, ticket to Madonna I ain't even coming
I'm 2012 Rolex Regatta, St. Thomas buying diamonds for my momma
Put that on my momma, that's gonna look so good on my momma
When I put that on my momma, and so continues the saga
Another day another dollar, another club night, another 40 popped bottles
Them bitches bought their own way we ain't even have to buy 'em
Andretti Corleone Jet Life Fly Mafia
Smell my cologne I'm smelling like a big deal
Heavy profit, smelling like don't trip homeboy I got it
Smelling like deep pockets, higher than a helicopter
Spit that ignorant shit but I deliver it so proper
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