Steph Curry

My darg stoned cah I'm billing it

I can't go less I'm bringing it

I'm murdering the- (Wooo!)

I'm killing it

I herd your latest shit

An' I ain't feelin it

(I ain't)

The plug flinging work

Plug flinging work

Bro driving with the Skelly

He ain't in a hearse

Yeah, I got it out the mud

Diamonds out the dirt

This one holding 16

It could write a verse

Yeah, they know me in your city

Been to bear places

I grew up serving nittys

On them staircases

I'm looking at this Lizzy

Counting dead faces

She blow me in the sky

I call it air maintenance

(Hey baby)

Quick flip, make it triple double

My Money Mitch, yeah, I love the hustle

(I love the hustle)

Inna spaceship

I just left the shuttle

Plain Jane on my wrist

Shit's looking Subtle

20 plate, yeah, I got the rose version

Them **** hate

I got you're Soul hurting

I been pushing weight

I got the phone working

I can make it fly

Even when there's no service

No trash In my lungs

Got that smelly waiting

Only time you seen gas

Is at the petty station

Might spoil plans

On the day your celebrating

Count bands

While I got my bitch mediating

Fuck these hoes man, I ran through

No bank rolls

You already know what a man do

Free bro

Out the damn zoo

(Free em)

They thought I only brought 1 but I brang 2

(Squeeeeeeeeks)

I was on them 3's 'n' 4's

And I still hear them keys 'n' doors

And my **** so tapped (So tapped)

Why's that?

He said he finds peace in war

Chopper in the sky, that's a normal day

I know to many Kim's

That's call for yay

I'm going in that's all the way

You know my thing

One call away

My young G want a brick of Bobby

Fuck that hard food take this biscotti

Wanna live life

Go an live properly

Can't be walking in Asda with this big trolly

(Nah)

I brought a whole load of smoke in the room

Don't be adding salt to my wounds

Something might blow

Won't be no balloons

Did to much

Can't get these stains out my boots

(I can't)

Tell me, who the runner up?

Don't be talking on the guys, you ain't done enough

Hand me my flowers, no butter cups

Yeah these rappers 99 degrees but I'm 1 above

It's still hot, they thought the summers up

(Hot, hot)

I'm insecure how I got the shhh covered up

(Yeah, I'm insecure how I got the shhh covered up)