[Verse 2: Curren$y] Uh, I got 25 lighters on my dresser 30 cars in my collection quite impressive I pull up on bitches, they be under pressure My last one wasn't right, so I left her Baby, you should take that loss as a lesson All we mash is Corvettes and better Porsche Carrera, no top in the weather It's so perfect how me and paper go together I stack it up and use some to wrap the leather I got my own strain, I'm a boss in the game Musical cocaine, 'cause I'm a dope mane Rims pokin', I'm swervin', hoggin' up both lanes I'm from New Orleans, I stay everywhere, I'm hoppin' planes Rolex and Cuban chains, diamonds in my pinky ring Money is not a thing, but I'm so glad I got it, mane Money is not a thing, but I'm so glad I got it, mane [Chorus: wifisfuneral] Okay, like, 25 lighters on my dresser (Ayy) I woke up still dead, forgot to mention (Ayy) I'm sick off the drugs, like, what's my best bet
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