CURREN$Y - For Seasons Ft. King Chip lyrics

rate me

Higher than ever, great leather, hair rest 2 leathers

Double s’es I let them cherish the deck

These niggas faking, they ready forgetting they lines on set

Don’t know how to play they role, they more inclined to play themselves

I just live amongst them trees, baking goodies, keep lil l’s

Smoking with them bitches, got them focused in the kitchen

High as whipping I’m killing, me and my niggas grub like kinds

And then we dipping

Interstate, lane changer, rover ranging 96 light the slick and light them blankers

A motivater stoner mind blown but I be thinking

Matching benzes in 10 days, kid live and talk about it like 8 did

[Hook] x 2

We just worry bout the money, them bitches gonn come

We just worry bout the money, them bitches gonn come

We just worry bout the money, them bitches gonn come

Nigga pay that up front like ferrari trunk

Yeah my nigga be in this bitch, smoking strong

That’s the long, got some shit that get you gone

Wyatt cell, dyone oh, I’ma do this whole verse

Without no punchlines

King chip really living, fuck the one time

Spit it, hit me up, and I was in vegas

Like you need some weed, I say hell yeah

Must have read my mind, red beat, 12 thousand dollar outfit

And that tek g, I don’t own nobody shit, king chip debt free

Matter fact, couple Cleveland killers owe me

I can tell them keep it, have them run upon you no p

Like inside my head, hella weed, hella dick cop

Me and spitta smoke too much to not have dreadlocks

Stalking haters on my twitter, sniping them with head shots

Bitch ass 8th grade, a fucking hater, dead now

Damn that nigga chip is crazy, maybe it’s the weed spitting

Erybody know there ain’t nobody cold as these niggas

[Hook] x 2

We just worry bout the money, them bitches gonn come

We just worry bout the money, them bitches gonn come

We just worry bout the money, them bitches gonn come

Nigga pay that up front like ferrari trunk.