Pinifarina Lyrics - Verde Terrace - Curren$y

[Verse 1:] 

Bitch, you ain't got nothing on the rich 

Every other day my whole dress code switch 

Cause it keep getting bit 

I had to lay low like they was looking for the kid 

All points bulletin, bathing ape hoodies in 

My sports car internet star 

Killing niggas digitally like they SOCOM 

I'm so calm in the mist of the storm 

Nonchalant, but I'm very aware what's going on 

Fuck mowing the grass for the snakes, I set fire to the lawn 

Baked Spitta kill beats, send flowers to the wake 

Couple hoes deliver some roses and the cake 

What you want, stop the jets fool you must be on 

More than one, no shots I'm just making it known 

I got a gun, got a walk smoking on, pop 

Shit wicked in the city trying to survive, then you should stick with me 

Ya'll don't want to be the duck to get stuck, when the situation turns sticky 

Do your research, homework, history 

Iceberg, denim jackets opened up a fresh package of hanes t-shirts 

Wifebeaters, white as my next door neighbors 

White as my bottom bitch Mercedes 

White as squares on the checkered flag when it's waving 

We winning, needless to say it 

Throw some away and some to the cleaners 

Champagne stain shit, Spitta get lifted like sanctions 

Vocabulary gangster, my ink pen has shanked me 

Jet life til the 

Coffins dropped in the grave, get filled up 

But for now, I'mma live my life lit up 

That coupe got some get up 

Foreign supermodel pent up 

Inside of it she doing chin ups 

I'm riding home boy, you should come get up 

[Hook:] 

Pandemonium, four black SUV's on the road for him 

When he landing, pandemonium 

Bitches run up, not sure which one he rolling in 

Yeah man, pandemonium 

Throwback flow, Deloreans petroleum 

King Jahphi Joe had his women throw roses on the flo' for him 

Pandemonium (yeah) 

[Verse 2:] 

Side betting at the street races 

10, 000, my wager on that Camaro with the craters 

My eyes completely asian, but open the scoping for haters 

They hoping I'm off on my basis 

Swear this weed so elegant, we should grow the shit in vases 

Niggas you scared of, see me in clubs in St. Casius 

They in the streets, I'm in the rap game similar risks we both taken 

Parking dope boy rides outside my enterprise celebrating 

Cause both of our sides made it 

Continuous elevation, I exhibited faith and 

Patience, at the same time I went and got mine 

I wasn't waiting, it's a thin line might wanna count your paces 

Before you cross it, this game a come up and losses 

That's trill bawse shit, what you know about it 

Pandemonium, feel like when a bad bitch come roll for him 

(Yeah) 

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