[Curren$y] They got cups in here? We might got some liquor Damn East side (Turn the beat up some) Trauma Tone, uh
[Curren$y] I could pull up with you a couple spots and have you poppin´ Open the door for you, I know everybody watchin´ Understand I got options and I place you on top ´em But it´s your spot to lose This life come with some rules, we laced in real jewels Champagne ain´t nothin´ new, swear that´s just what we do Whether the camera on or off, we still lookin´ cool Niggas mad I been stuntin´, so I hear they huntin´ My OG hipped me to it, I know how y´all comin´ You come run up on me, I swear, you get laid out for nothin´
My homies down to slide for me ´cause they really love me, uh
[Curren$y] Shout out my watch, it´s real, shout out my bitch, she real Shout out my hood, they real, shout out my label, it´s real Shout out my watch, it´s real, shout out my bitch, she real Shout out my niggas, they real, shout out my Phantom grill East side on mine just like every time, lowriders outside Got foreigns in a line because I can´t decide Which one I´m tryna drive, I´m, like, too fuckin´ high But, yeah, I´m still gon´ slide, might take that sixty-five
[Larry June] I´ma pick you up, I might show you off Put some diamonds on your neck, baby, fuck the cost We turnin´ heads when we walk, skin so soft Leather so soft, adjustable exhaust, I´m cattin´ off I told you I can show you what we go through Now, baby, quit playin´ and come fuck with a boss We poppin´ Ace of Spades bottles for no reason at all I was just checkin´ on you, that´s the reason I called (How you doin´, baby?) I keep shit lit, that´s it, look at my wrist, that´s him Look at my bitch, God damn, bitch got ass like sheesh
I´m that nigga still, shout out my bitch, she real AP watches still, bitch, I´m healthy still
[Curren$y] Shout out my watch, it´s real, shout out my bitch, she real Shout out my hood, they real, shout out my label, it´s real Shout out my watch, it´s real, shout out my bitch, she real Shout out my niggas, they real, shout out my Phantom grill East side on mine just like every time, lowriders outside Got foreigns in a line because I can´t decide Which one I´m tryna drive, I´m, like, too fuckin´ high
But, yeah, I´m still gon´ slide, might take that sixty-five