[Intro - Styles P]
Monsta Beatz n***a
Ay
[Verse 1 - Styles P]
What you know about go getters and JET setters
Gun holding n***as that'll see what the Tech gets us
Pizz-ound, bid-irds n***a, play the cid-urb
You can get rich or die like you deserve
Me I'm in the sun flying n***a, trying to swiz-erve
Money off the work or the nouns and the viz-erbs
If you got fire kush n***a, light the hit-erb
Puff that, pa** that
b**h coming through with an egg in her a**crack
Numbers like NASDAQ
The house and the condo look abstract
Every time I hit a blunt I get a flashback
I'm that n***a, that n***a am I
Tell that b**h s** a dick, me and Spitta is fly
Said I'd quit selling bricks, but no quitter am I
Yeah I'm in there n***a, or I'm out there n***a
Shot sh**, sold work, I got clout there n***a
Yeah
[Hook - Curren$y]
Whole code mafioso
How we come through the door, mafioso flow
f**ing b**hes counting dough, mafioso
How we roll sitting low, mafioso flow
Jekell and Hyde
When checks on the line you better know
Jekell and Hyde
When checks on the line you better know
How we flow mafioso, come through the door mafioso flow
[Verse 2 - Curren$y]
When they turn out the lights I'll be there in the dark
Smoking good with my b**hes on the hood of my car
Planning to take it all
How many of them jars you got dawg
I need a dispensary on empty street
n***as don't know if they're fans or they're enemies
All I know for sure is your girl sure digging me
Roll whole code mafioso
Roll with my D block homies
In the drop Chevy box with the gold D's on it
Riding low, highed up, stunting on them hoes
Laughing, counting dough
Jekell and Hyde, when checks on the line
Dawg you better know
Them n***as say "Get off of the set" then you better go
'For you can't leave no mo', at least on your own
Treacherous crescent I roam
Hi honey I'm home
On my balcony, with a tray of Beignets, and my bong
[Hook - Curren$y]