CURRENCY - Lysol lyrics

rate me

Bum stickity bum stickity bum bum

I ain't gotta tell you where I come from

New Orleans back in the G

I shoulda won best dressed nigga in the high school

But they hated on me and gave it to another dude but it's cool

Look at how the tables turn around

I'm New Orleans flyest I earned my crown

Baby girl can't deny that she won't be down

With kid Crayola colors is all over the place

My shoes is red and my hat is green

It don't really match but I'm still so clean

BNG belt just to hold up my jeans

Glow in the dark Nikes Dunk SBs

You rockin eye sores boss you ain't got these

Take that shit off and spend a little cheese

And if you're not happy with your personal esteem

Take your girls advice and copy off me

I used to hustle for fresh clothes and sneakers

Never thought id be sippin Hen and smokin reefer

I'm tryin my best to duck the grim reaper

Shit gotta bust a move before that nigga sneak up

I'm stressed out so I puff till the hell gone

And I know to watch my mom on the cell phone

There's no days love trapped till the mail gone

And spitta grabbed a nigga out the L zone

They got dope weed and pistols there

Put some thugs on the whip you get bitches stare

But ain't shit sweet don't get it twisted there

It used to be blurry now it's crystal clear

And I'm still tryin to make more than Pablo

It's like I jumped of the porch with a blindfold

And all the dro smoke got me with my eyes closed

Fuck buzzin we only break from 5-0

And I ain't scared I'm just cautious

It's fly boys I'm in a circle filled with bosses

(Yup oh yup it's the lifestlye flow

Come to the club take all your hoes)