Curren$y, Harry Fraud, Smoke DZA - 14 Packs lyrics

Rubber bands wrapped, all my knots
My bitch pulled with a teacup yorkie
In a Range Rover droptop
Now I’m riding shotgun underneath the sun
Thumbing through these $100 bills like 1’s
Father fly, got so many rap sons
High grade medicinal in my lungs
When I swung on blades
Severed heads bled in a pathway we fled
All my friends are dead
Presidents so stack bread
Clearly, homie, you been misled
Foolish of you to listen to
What a hater had said
Life is a SuperBowl bet
Million dollar point spread
Covered like comforters on the bed
Money tree leaves hanging like dreads
Company currently on the run getting paid
Company comfortably wearing diamonds on stage
Making movies, killing beats
Putting ‘em on the front page

A lot of stuff on the boat
Looks like he might be
Dumping some more stuff
Here, how many objects are there about five
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve
Thirteen really

Right, presidential crowns
Presidential suites
Door to door with the pack like I'm Uber Eats
Like move ten of em maybe you can sleep
I left the plug house with 12
He gave me two for free
Drug money in our pockets
The best part of it it's all profit
The Never Die Corporation
All these hundred together look
At the organization ice cold is my aura
Put designer on my sons and my daughters
Bullshit to the side
Old dodger like Tommy Lasorda
You talkin' stoner lifestyle you tuned
In to the fathers hm, I'm like why even
Bother these niggas liars?
They makeup game on Sephora
Pass me a lighter
Smoke one for the illest squads
Traditional mob this lil' thing of ours

Looks like two people went into
The water I wanna know
Whos left on that boat before
Someone else gets them