Supa
Curren$y
Smokin seven grams of OG Kush, that's a supa gar
Pull up on a block in a drop top, that's a supa car
All this ice around my neck and wrist, bitch I'm a supa star
Fuck the talkin, I just want my bags no matter who you are (get money)
Nobody go get me, I had to go get it myself (get it myself)
She callin me daddy, she tell me I fuck her the best
My daughter my world, I swear that I love her to death (love her to death)
Fresh out the mud, the dirty but fly nigga jet (uh)
Smokin that good in my neck of the woods, them niggas be ducking the fuzz (be ducking the fuzz)
See ya tomorrow, I'm gon' get that money, so leave the key under the rug
Cool with them niggas who cool with some niggas who get the gun up in the club (the club)
We all in the lobby, she want me to rock her, but sorry no glove, no love
Talkin that money talk, I learned it from Julio (from Julio)
They tell us that life a strip so play ya movie role (movie role)
I'm feeling like B.I.G. inside the Coogi store
Neva get too involved, them hoes they do the most
Smokin seven grams of OG Kush, that's a supa gar
Pull up on a block in a drop top, that's a supa car
All this ice around my neck and wrist, bitch I'm a supa star
Fuck the talkin, I just want my bags no matter who you are (get money)
Blue rocks in my Super Villain tang, that's a supa chain
Stuntin on em every day, Super Dave, Jackie Chang
Wrist do magic, David Blaine
Smellin like a pound on planes
You still broke, that's just lame
Getting bags, that's my lane
Super Villain, you know my name
Killin it, winnin it, all in this game
Nigga talk shit, I don't hear what they sayin
I'm serious about money, while you just be playin
Countin up racks all in the AM
Packs come in, we don't even weigh em
Push em out when it's a drought
I'm a boss, so watch ya mouth
Loose lips sink ships everyday
Around my way watch what you say
You buyin, I'm sellin like it's eBay
Trademark back like a replay
Making moves on the freeway
Come up short, ain't no leeway
Know niggas who shoot, no CJ
Name in rotation, no DJ, nigga
Smokin seven grams of OG Kush, that's a supa gar
Pull up on a block in a drop top, that's a supa car
All this ice around my neck and wrist, bitch I'm a supa star
Fuck the talkin, I just want my bags no matter who you are (get money)
My car costs a house, my house like a mall (like a mall)
My watch a new freezer, I'm too cold for y'all
Wake up, turn some music on
Smoke a zip this morn'
Pancakes with the syrup pourin'
Breakfast is the most important
Private chef on the tour buses when we tourin
Ballin and not keepin score cause I don't care no more
Spent ya havings in the jewelry store
You cannot afford what that outside I parked on your lawn
That's that Rolls Royce Dawn, seeing double but ain't nothing wrong
I go two of them cars, I been papered since '07 homie
I don't fuck with gauze, forty-one millimeter diamond bezel not a flaw
Pull up in Ferrari, scratch off on the law
Aggravated with your broad, I'm fin to drop her off
Smokin seven grams of OG Kush, that's a supa gar
Pull up on a block in a drop top, that's a supa car
All this ice around my neck and wrist, bitch I'm a supa star
Fuck the talkin, I just want my bags no matter who you are
compositores: Shante Franklin, John Anthony Fitch, Roderick Brisco, Daryl Anthony Harleaux, Alex Washington
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Pull up on a block in a drop top, that's a supa car
All this ice around my neck and wrist, bitch I'm a supa star
Fuck the talkin, I just want my bags no matter who you are (get money)
Nobody go get me, I had to go get it myself (get it myself)
She callin me daddy, she tell me I fuck her the best
My daughter my world, I swear that I love her to death (love her to death)
Fresh out the mud, the dirty but fly nigga jet (uh)
Smokin that good in my neck of the woods, them niggas be ducking the fuzz (be ducking the fuzz)
See ya tomorrow, I'm gon' get that money, so leave the key under the rug
Cool with them niggas who cool with some niggas who get the gun up in the club (the club)
We all in the lobby, she want me to rock her, but sorry no glove, no love
Talkin that money talk, I learned it from Julio (from Julio)
They tell us that life a strip so play ya movie role (movie role)
I'm feeling like B.I.G. inside the Coogi store
Neva get too involved, them hoes they do the most
Smokin seven grams of OG Kush, that's a supa gar
Pull up on a block in a drop top, that's a supa car
All this ice around my neck and wrist, bitch I'm a supa star
Fuck the talkin, I just want my bags no matter who you are (get money)
Blue rocks in my Super Villain tang, that's a supa chain
Stuntin on em every day, Super Dave, Jackie Chang
Wrist do magic, David Blaine
Smellin like a pound on planes
You still broke, that's just lame
Getting bags, that's my lane
Super Villain, you know my name
Killin it, winnin it, all in this game
Nigga talk shit, I don't hear what they sayin
I'm serious about money, while you just be playin
Countin up racks all in the AM
Packs come in, we don't even weigh em
Push em out when it's a drought
I'm a boss, so watch ya mouth
Loose lips sink ships everyday
Around my way watch what you say
You buyin, I'm sellin like it's eBay
Trademark back like a replay
Making moves on the freeway
Come up short, ain't no leeway
Know niggas who shoot, no CJ
Name in rotation, no DJ, nigga
Smokin seven grams of OG Kush, that's a supa gar
Pull up on a block in a drop top, that's a supa car
All this ice around my neck and wrist, bitch I'm a supa star
Fuck the talkin, I just want my bags no matter who you are (get money)
My car costs a house, my house like a mall (like a mall)
My watch a new freezer, I'm too cold for y'all
Wake up, turn some music on
Smoke a zip this morn'
Pancakes with the syrup pourin'
Breakfast is the most important
Private chef on the tour buses when we tourin
Ballin and not keepin score cause I don't care no more
Spent ya havings in the jewelry store
You cannot afford what that outside I parked on your lawn
That's that Rolls Royce Dawn, seeing double but ain't nothing wrong
I go two of them cars, I been papered since '07 homie
I don't fuck with gauze, forty-one millimeter diamond bezel not a flaw
Pull up in Ferrari, scratch off on the law
Aggravated with your broad, I'm fin to drop her off
Smokin seven grams of OG Kush, that's a supa gar
Pull up on a block in a drop top, that's a supa car
All this ice around my neck and wrist, bitch I'm a supa star
Fuck the talkin, I just want my bags no matter who you are
compositores: Shante Franklin, John Anthony Fitch, Roderick Brisco, Daryl Anthony Harleaux, Alex Washington
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