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curren$y - investment strategy lyrics

[intro]
cash fargo
yeh, yeh
got that b+tch dialled in just how i want it
(eastside on mine, just like every time)
put some water in on a sat+rday morning (five lowriders in a line, tryna decide which one to drive)
creepin’ on a sat+rday night (just past the time, well i made up mind)
do the same thing sunday when the sun come out, yeh (yup, yup)

[chorus]
ride wit’ your folk, ride wit’ your’ folk
sideways in a cloud of smoke
i ride like i’m the only one who on the road
sh+t, go around me, b+tch, we creeping slow (uh)
ride wit’ your folk, ride wit’ your folk
sideways in a cloud smoke (uh)
counting hunnids in my sixty+fo’
we just keep scoring, we don’t keep score, hoe

[verse]
slowing down, i think i seent your hoe (uh)
is you down, girl? i gotta know (uh)
i’ve got a pound and a half of smoke
locked in the studio, i’m stacking gold
it’s like i’ve got six burners on the stove (uh)
and everyone of ‘em got a pot of dope
diversified my portfolio
with my jet life slides and my versace robe
my socks high and my eyes low
i got sixty+five, and a sixty+fo’
i got a sixty+three, but she all stock though
couple weeks, i might get her chopped though
i might not though
[chorus
ride wit’ your folk, ride wit’ your folk
sideways in a cloud of smoke
i roll like i’m the only one who on the road (uh)
go aound me ‘cause i’m creepin’ slow (uh)
ride wit’ your folk, ride wit’ your folk
sideways in a cloud smoke (uh)
i’m counting hunnids in my sixty+fo’
we just keep scoring, we don’t keep score (hoe)

[reprise]
keep the e in it
chevy‘s on switches
smoking weed in it
don’t post me in your pictures
if you can keep a secret, we can always kick it
rule number one, don’t talk about me ‘round yo’ n+gga
that sh+t there have him suspicious
we hitting switches on chef highway dipping
loose lips sink ships, and my ship ain’t sinking

[chorus]
ride wit’ your folk
sideways in a cloud of smoke
i ride like i’m the only one who on the road
so go around me cause i’m creeping slow
ride wit’ your folk, ride wit’ your folk
sideways in a cloud of smoke
counting hunnids in my sixty+fo’
we just keep scoring, we don’t keep score (yeh)

- curreny lyrics

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