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[intro: curren$y]
flu
uh, yeah
(chevy’s on switches)
huh (smokin weed in it, b_tch, don’t post me in yo’)

[verse 1: curren$y]
ain’t no tellin’ what i might be in, r129, the benz
[?] rims, poison in the ink pens
i’m k!llin’ the l’m off lyrical blends, synonyms
lemonade in the shade, cooler than the chicago wind
forgiatos, my g_body monte carlo spins, like a hit single
higher than the roof shingle, the proof is in the product
i sell that work i’m proud of, i get inspiration out of
homies tellin’ me i inspired them to stay they dollars
minimize the problems, maximize the money
i hoped out my impala, hit switches, makе it sit funny
leanin’ to the side, stylе wild drunk monkey
gorillas in the mist, and the yns hungry
they pull up and get some change and a whole lot more game from me
one b_tch hatin’ on me ’cause she want me
huh, you must grow up honey
playin’ for keeps, just bought two grocery stores, supermarket sweep
corporate n_ggas really playin’ street, woke b_tches just playin’ sleep
f_ck ’em all, if you ask me
just need my rolling tray, and way more weed
keep the e in it every time i spell east
keep the e in it every time i spell peace
(don’t post me in yo’ picture)
(you can keep a secret, we can always kick it)
nah, i’m still on my way dog, i’m just gon’ stop at the gas station
i’m here right now
(we be hittin switches down chef highway dippin’)
yeh (loose lips sink ships, and my ship ain’t sinkin’)
tell the n_gga e, bring ice
e bring ice, i got everything else, we’re straight

[verse 2: wiz khalifa]
palm trees and summer weather, all seasons
can’t work all the time, so i been workin’ on my golf swing
rollin’ the same size, [arnold roth’ screen?]
money in the vault, pushin’ cars to top speed
she kept on her top, i took off the roof
with the push of a b_tton on a key
parked the ferrari underneath, workin’ out on a yacht for a week
let’s dock it and tan on the beach
less talkin’, more ninety inch screens
more j_panese dinners, more jet skis
more events that you’ll never get in
not to mention, we got the best seats
i smellin’ like a pound that my dog just blessed me with
i could do without all the fame and just be rich
i was doin’ good before, now i’m extra lit
kept it g for way too long to question it
and you can tell what i smoke by the clouds i blow
and you can tell by this wave, you need a bigger boat
i can tell you need fix, ’cause you n_ggas broke
i been a millionaire since twenty_two years old
[bridge: wiz khalifa]
(chevy, where chevy at?
shay used to send me to the f_ckin’ wendy’s)
they say that n_gga cold
(let me get a spicy chicken with cheese, little cuz, get whatever you want, yeah)
they say that n_gga cold
(yeah, that’s what it’s all about, man, it’s the struggle, it’s the hustle)
cold as ice (that’s what make you who you are, bruh)
so cold, if i
went to indochina
they’d be hidin’, lookin’ for me in a bowl of rice

[outro: wiz khalifa, curren$y]
we can’t win this sh_t together, so we gon’
we gon’, we not, we don’t really see what’s goin’ on, like that
jet life, taylor gang—same thing
as many spicy chickens you buy is as many f_ckin’ millions you gone get
hit the dealer, get a new car
hit the jeweller, get a new chain
when i flew down there, he asked me what hotel i wanted to stay at
and i was like, “your couch”

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