Curren$y - Bad b**hes & Vodka lyrics

Uh Yeah Jets Super Tecmo Bowl Uh Month five I'm not tired Uh Bad b**hes and vodka Used to catch me everytime But I'm so much better than I was Focused on the grind Money is the baseline to life's soundtrack Had to tell my homeboy You can k** all them n***as from the otherside But none of that'll bring our dog back See the rationale goes out the window When the city knew his murder victim is your kinfolk I seen it all through the weed smoke Posted on the dock where I keep my speedboat I got a real b**h, roll hard for me all summer In the winter Imma throw her a mink coat Hood n***as love when I come back home and kick it 'Cause they know I keep a pound of the out of town sticky I don't save nothing, I blaze it all with 'em Chop up, all 'bout my business in many divisions I give all my good friends job positions We all make good ends We eating and chilling, ain't tripping off nothing Close million dollar deals by pushing the same bu*ton I hear these n***as, they ain't saying nothing I swear it's like they're making up words or something We own this city and let you run it for us While we make moves in London Hot Spitta, call my flow McLovin' I'm Superbad, you super trash You stupid a** Your flow redundant Ya'll falling off We watching, we love it Yeah FS Jets where haven't we been yet? Uh Super Tecmo Bowl Yeah b**hes know