Wiz Khalifa, Curren$y - 10 Piece lyrics
Wiz Khalifa [Cameron Jibril Thomaz] Minot, North Dakota/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Wiz Khalifa, Curren$y - 10 Piece lyrics]
Bottle cold, the game a decade old
I'm livin' like Ox, big-ass house
Weed nuggets in the bowl
I don't watch soccer, but I like the jerseys
They look good with my jewelry on
And my butter brown skin tone
Bitches choosin', but none I bring home
I break 'em off on sight
If she's really down
Soul on ice like my Rollie crown
We control the town from the couch, nigga
I'm smoked out
You really want that funk UB delivered
To us in the trunk andretti OG
Khalifa Kush all stuffed in one joint
I proved my point when I
Parked that Rolls Royce, hopped out
Forgot my phone was in my lap
My mothafuckin' screen cracked
It's all good, i'll text your bitch and have
Her slide through Mac
That Apple Care kicked in
Bring me a new phone and an iPad back
Hustlers on the map
In pursuit of the scratch
Never would we relax, money addicts relapsed
(yeah, yeah)
Two dopeboys in a Cadillac
Stayed real, struck it rich
How can you hate on that?
Two dopeboys in a Cadillac
Weed clouds in the air, diamonds in the back
Plenty bosses, pretty watches
Pull up, they ask what it cost us
Stayin' cautious, play your posture
Never takin' any losses we declinin' offers
Too much sauce, can't get it off us
Shout out to Sauce Walka
Foreign cars and old Impalas
Million dollars, million problems
Gotta keep them millions on us
Hate 'em, dodgin', bake 'em, watch 'em
Money, tryna make it often
Now we fathers, know that God got us
They be tryna foul us
But we never die-ers, gang lifers
Rap game survivors paid the prices
We make history and made it twice
Off of savin' Nikes and convincin'
Girls to stay the night
That's our way of life
Dropped 2009 to say it twice
Every day's a flight
You just hatin', dawg, that ain't advice
Got my paper right
Ain't just buyin' everything in sight
Now I'm the savin' type
So my son is straight for life
Always grindin', money on the mind
Rollie tellin' time you out of line
Sayin' this gang life is not the vibe
Two dopeboys in a Cadillac
Stayed real, struck it rich
How can you hate on that?
Two dopeboys in a Cadillac
Weed clouds in the air, diamonds in the back
Two dopeboys in a Cadillac
Stayed real, struck it rich
How can you hate on that?
Two dopeboys in a Cadillac
Weed clouds in the air, diamonds in the back
I'm livin' like Ox, big-ass house
Weed nuggets in the bowl
I don't watch soccer, but I like the jerseys
They look good with my jewelry on
And my butter brown skin tone
Bitches choosin', but none I bring home
I break 'em off on sight
If she's really down
Soul on ice like my Rollie crown
We control the town from the couch, nigga
I'm smoked out
You really want that funk UB delivered
To us in the trunk andretti OG
Khalifa Kush all stuffed in one joint
I proved my point when I
Parked that Rolls Royce, hopped out
Forgot my phone was in my lap
My mothafuckin' screen cracked
It's all good, i'll text your bitch and have
Her slide through Mac
That Apple Care kicked in
Bring me a new phone and an iPad back
Hustlers on the map
In pursuit of the scratch
Never would we relax, money addicts relapsed
(yeah, yeah)
Two dopeboys in a Cadillac
Stayed real, struck it rich
How can you hate on that?
Two dopeboys in a Cadillac
Weed clouds in the air, diamonds in the back
Plenty bosses, pretty watches
Pull up, they ask what it cost us
Stayin' cautious, play your posture
Never takin' any losses we declinin' offers
Too much sauce, can't get it off us
Shout out to Sauce Walka
Foreign cars and old Impalas
Million dollars, million problems
Gotta keep them millions on us
Hate 'em, dodgin', bake 'em, watch 'em
Money, tryna make it often
Now we fathers, know that God got us
They be tryna foul us
But we never die-ers, gang lifers
Rap game survivors paid the prices
We make history and made it twice
Off of savin' Nikes and convincin'
Girls to stay the night
That's our way of life
Dropped 2009 to say it twice
Every day's a flight
You just hatin', dawg, that ain't advice
Got my paper right
Ain't just buyin' everything in sight
Now I'm the savin' type
So my son is straight for life
Always grindin', money on the mind
Rollie tellin' time you out of line
Sayin' this gang life is not the vibe
Two dopeboys in a Cadillac
Stayed real, struck it rich
How can you hate on that?
Two dopeboys in a Cadillac
Weed clouds in the air, diamonds in the back
Two dopeboys in a Cadillac
Stayed real, struck it rich
How can you hate on that?
Two dopeboys in a Cadillac
Weed clouds in the air, diamonds in the back