Smoke DZA, Curren$y - Wish Upon a Star lyrics
[Smoke DZA, Curren$y - Wish Upon a Star lyrics]
A hundred pair of Air Forces
That turn to gold
Wish upon a star in a room full of Rolls
A hundred pair of Air Forces
That turn to gold
The biggest flex is to let them
See you livin' without stress
I keep it playa
Can have any ex bitch that I select
Jammin' and havin' things
I'm wonderin' who is next
But no doubt I'm ready for it
How many stages blazed? How
Many jets boarded?
I smoked five joints watering
My garden this morning
Pad doublin' my twin, that's cool, fool
We both ballin'
Bel Air lust, that Clicquot in the cup
Mix 'em up
I got the cars that you don't drive
You pay somebody else to sit up front
Drop you off at the dinner spot
Come back and pick you up
Mostly it's my bro though, artillery tucked
I'm in the back with a fat
Joint lit and a cold cup
Bitch text me 'bout pull up, bitch
Guеss what?
Wish upon a star in a room full of Rolls
A hundred pair of Air Forces
That turn to gold
Wish upon a star in a room full of Rolls
A hundred pair of Air Forcеs
That turn to gold
My Cariter frames, diamond encrusted
This class, baby
Not them other niggas you fuck with
Had to put on all five of my chains
RFC (RFC) , uh
My Cartier frames, diamond encrusted
This class, baby
Not them other niggas you fuck with
Prime time hustlers, TED Talk discussions
The way they fumble the bag, I be disgusted
We keep the bud lit
Niggas know and they love this
The fabric that we cut with
Not many is of this
Enough game for you to soak up quotes
How the fuck you celebrate and
Then you woke up broke?
Hit that nigga with a pack and
Have 'em post up low
They want the old Smoke, listen
To my old cuts, bro
Rich nigga smoking hella Ls
Niggas hatin' but that never
Fails, they hold life, i L-O-L
Chop it up with Melo, get Dame on the cell
Let 'em know we trailblazers as well
Many talk about, not many is real (Uh)
Golden era, we give 'em that feel (Feel)
Wish upon a star in a room full of Rolls
A hundred pair of Air Forces
That turn to gold
Wish upon a star in a room full of Rolls
A hundred pair of Air Forces
That turn to gold