[Intro: Curren$y]
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
[?]
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Ran through 45 [?]
Yeah yeah
[?] me and my smoking patna
Yeah
La musica de Harry Fraud
Uh

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Rolling up the weed on a boat
This breeze making it hard though
We don't do them [?]
We prefer to [?]
If the conversation 'bout Lambos
[?] ran through those
With all my patnas, I'm sitting low at the auction
Got my bitch [?] cars for me
And the ocasional art piece I must have
You see my Bentley is a must see
Seat back, picknick tables [?] caps got the red labels
[?] price tag when they dropped [?]
[?]
But I need that
I'm not on my ass
Charter jet, no boarding pass
No bag
Shop [?] we land [?] leave it in the trash
[Verse 2: Fendi P]
[?] table
Meeting with the label, we all living major
I was pationt, play making
Feel amazing
Popped the bottle [?] celebrating
[?] ill with it
Ain't no how to deal with it
That rubber band money [?] in it
Clocking dollars [?] drivers
No milage
[?]
This [?] profit
New [?] a lil Prada
1250 just to say I got them
[?] new to n***as [?] can't fool a n***a
They ain't playing [?] who these n***as
Just false clamers
[?] can't even hang with us
Type shit fuck all of your game up
[?]
Stacking mine, I got my change up
Burn it down, I got the windows up