currensy – bbs lyrics
this that gold bbs flow
plastic nike air tags on your original 4’s
n-gg-s done z’d on ya mans
and im rollin a o
leave em sleep, i don’t need them suckas
listening to me
pack the bong full wit everything except the kitchen sink
underneath which i keep a set of andis clippers
i can fix my lining up
before we go over by them b-tches
a quick little something
can’t get the back
i don’t know where i left my hand mirror
type of dilemma’s i’ll never hinder my jet living
we just chillin
so don’t come around here, fake-toughing
running off the women
outside the club waiting to tip drivers who pull our cars up
the f-ck you thought this was, dawg
im a trill m-th-f-cka after all
haters is dressed as safety nets
encouraging my fall
won’t catch me there
but you can catch me air, when my new sh-t premier
and whatever media outlet decides to play it fair
f-ck playing dead, pimpin, i’mma play the bear
grizzly, seriously, fishborne turned flipstyles
furiously
this that 70’s soul green, al chemistry
ay mane, been a g since buddy lees
lames be cuffin they jeans, and they b-tches
i be cooking these bird -ss hoes
running circles round em
they rotisserie chickens
love gotta shovel in her hand
i see you diggin
strike gold, build yo own coffin with it
flick ashes on the girls in my past tense
the telly’s for the ones i was just f-cking
the crib’s for the one i was gon’ get right back with
its easy to get tangled in the stars
spangled
mangled in the night life, living out my bars
dangerous
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