letra de gran turismo - curren$y & statik selektah
[intro: curren$y]
scribble scratch records
andretti and statik selektah
p-ssy motherf-cker, better guard your necklace
uh
[verse 1: curren$y]
scribble scratch records, protect your necklace
gran turismo specifications on the lexus
playin’ interstate games with those that never catch up
we in it for the long stretch, bruh, them n-gg-s pressed, what?
them b-tches pressed, spitta ain’t fall off yet
how many more cars he gon’ get? i think he just bought a jet
this is the life
rap money plus them sugar babies
wine loot to vegas from me every night
everything’s going right, rolex on my left arm all lights
band facing bezel, aw fam, let me tell you
i walk through h-ll, with gasoline shoes, fool
don’t ever talk to me about payin’ dues
my ferarri collection heavy ’cause i buy awards for myself
my driveway display is really just a trophy shelf
i done well, turnin’ what i wrote into wealth
dabbed up, sp-ced out, high as an asteroid belt
cadillac grill sizzlin’, these n-gg-s patty melt
runnin’ up that money like a flight of steps
runnin’ up that money like a flight of steps
i had to say that line twice, make sure it all connect, yup, yup
[verse 2: termanology]
i stay whippin’ a lexus, different women, i’m reckless
makin’ records with legends, takin’ checks for my message
my hands glistening, man, listen, i’m ambitious
my plan different, compet-tion is nonexistent
let’s keep it real, my steering wheel is my realest homie
my wheels are chromey, i’m on the go but my children know me
my pinky ring is looking just like a wedding band
i’m getting bands, that’s several grand, look at your man
f-ck a lunch, my brunch p-ssy and pancakes
my eyes red like the brakes, flakes up in my paint
lap dances while i’m writing, my life is exciting
i asked kiki if she love me, she told me she ridin’
’67 eleanor with the metal doors
heavy bread of course, gold shield like the porsche
hit the switch on the air ride, it’s land mines
ridin’ through them hoods with colors and hand signs
now that’s a don, they crowned me for how i rap on songs
google my catalog, thirty-five atom bombs
my pen fire, that’s how i built me an empire
m-ss’ legend, reggie lewis, len bias
[outro: curren$y]
never talk to me ’bout payin’ dues
yeah, yeah
just a trophy shelf
into wealth
high as an astroid belt
these n-gg-s patty melt
runnin’ up that money like a flight of steps, runnin’
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