Thursday Car Curren$y, Smoke DZA & Harry Fraud

[Intro]
LA Musica de Harry Fraud

[Chorus: Smoke DZA]
My ol' head told me "Kill them bitches"
Rollin up while we handle our business
I know them haters there, but we ain't trippin
Shit, we too busy being them niggas
Shit, we too busy being them niggas
Shit, we too busy being them niggas
Shit, we too busy being them niggas
Big money, good weed, and fly bitches

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
High dealings, high ceilings
High bitches, high healing
I'm smooth, Herringbone over the Oxford
We fuckin mobsters, we just cop to cop, fuck it
We rape the spot, and drop duckets
You hate it, I love it
On the Lo', you'd admire me, probably dub it
You know how they do, use your own shit and try to play you
Haters hate, but I'm sleep tho
Respect, you get 0
Chopped, cold-cut tryna be hero
Got the dour for a courteous price
My Cali bitch brought 30 on the flight
Nigga, Ripley's believe It or not
It'll be gone before you get off the clock
You hustlin' minimal caine
Throw your work in the air like 'Bron before the game
Foamposites, and bucket-hats
Designer sweat-pants, and fresh 3's
We gave you niggas the blueprint
Now go 'head and get fresh, B
(All that RRL, that Denim & Supply, shit let's not forget Rugby)
Now go 'head and get fresh, B
(My nigga did the Bape, he threw the white-on-whites on, y'all threw y'alls back on)
Tahaha yeah, go 'head and get fresh, B