CURREN$Y - Amsterdam (Freestyle) ft. Corner Boy P lyrics

rate me

Roulette wheels, record deals, sharks on land, exotic taz peel

I built this back a couple of years,

Now hands clap when I appear, cheers

No scripts, these actions is real, no cap guns, them mad cats will kill

Over that stretch or be stretched out, still

Hold your breath this threat and go airborne

This shit they came prepared for

Yeah boy, I smoke blow with your bitch, she rolled up 7 more

Revolutionized this shit, they won’t give me credit for

Bet acknowledgement from the suckers ain’t what I’m in it for

Eating over here, the logo should be a dinner fuck

Jielo, plenty cars

She wanna be where the ferarris and lamborghinis at

Nigga, you mad, you a fucking bitch, why you speeding back

Sucker, you a cum, why your fendy clutch?

Hide up, on my way to lunch valee give me a white…leave it out front

Show peace, big wings, white house watch, full presidential rollies

Yeah, why stop when I’m living like goldie

Winter time bring them furs out, turn your girls out

I don’t trip, I must stop for real

The weak niggas and strong weed, kill em all

Let the devil solve the motto

If you ask me, then nigga we, untouchable

Can’t fuck with us, grind family, organized crime family

Legit and all, bitch fell in love, first time I picked her up

And took her to the store, told her get what she want

Bags underneath the hood, engine in the trunk

Show you it’s money out here, that’s what you want

…drug dealer, persona, gold rose leather bombers

From cash wrapped in rubber bands to checks with the come up

Luxury calls, I’m used to cracks …

A nigga gave me nothing, still I’m in to win a nigga dollar

Fucking bitches, live in public houses

To riding down on them niggas tryina shitting on me

Now I’m like you dealing or using the shit homie

Cause I’m on the block looking like I gotta have a ticket on me

Look at this car, wish you would put a ticket on it

Broke niggas watch me like i got a chicken on me

They go to plotting that’s when I gotta put a ticket on them

A price so high, bet they baba mama offer

Cause niggas die everyday when no money for a coffin

And they go to jail with no money for a lawyer

So play the shooter, I’ll be the target.