Jekell N Hyde Curren$y & Styles P

[Intro: Styles P]
Monsta Beatz. nigga
Ay

[Verse 1: Styles P]
What you know about go getters and JET setters?
Gun holdin' niggas that'll see what the TEC gets us
Pizz-ound, bid-irds nigga, play the cid-urb
You can get rich or die like you deserve
Me? I'm in the sun flyin' nigga, trying to swiz-erve
Money off the work or the nouns or the viz-erbs
If you got fire kush nigga, light the hit-erb
Puff that, pass that
Bitch coming through with an egg in her asscrack
Numbers like NASDAQ
The house and the condo look abstract
Every time I hit a blunt, I get a flashback
I'm that nigga, that nigga am I
Tell your bitch suck a dick, me and Spitta is fly
Said I'd quit selling bricks, but no quitter am I
Yeah, I'm in there, nigga, or I'm out there, nigga
Shot shit, sold work, I got clout there nigga
Yeah

[Chorus: Curren$y]
Whole code mafioso
How we come through the door, mafioso flow
Fuckin' bitches counting dough, mafioso
How we roll sittin' 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