[Intro: Curren$y]
We don't allow blunts in the cut
Tell the valet to pull up my truck
Higher than a mug, ain't nothin' what up but us
Ain't nothin' what up but us
We don't allow blunts in the cut, yeah

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Peel off like a New Era sticker
Out that bitch like a newborn my nigga
Can't get tangled in the web of broad weave
Over your bed, sleep
Homie you weak, that's not G
Holding hands with your bitch
When the money come you can't reach
So when it's money talk you can't speak
Who you been with jive ass
I'm Hollywood multitasking, rapping and acting
You just acting like you rappin'
Acting like you trappin', you trap champ what happened
I'm high in a psychedelic tree smilin'
Cheshire Cat'n, Galapagos Island
Turtle shell hashing
Spillin', smoking good with a bad one
J.E.T.S. nigga playin' dirty with the fair ones
The Brazilian thick leg wavy hair ones
Been on cloud nine since square one, yeah
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