Non Fungible - Curren$y

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Slip into the room like karate shoes

Impalas coming up the avenue by the two

It was twenty cars in the crew

You know we gettin' loot, it ain’t hard to tell

We stacking that mail, the real will prevail

Sure, them snakes will reveal their scales

Try to blend in as your friends and pals

I don’t need them, they won’t see me fail

But all of my podnas, we on top still

Closing them deals, chopping up mills

Signed and sealed, check in the envelope

Cop a car tonight, we gon' see how fast that bitch go, hustling for more

Too busy playing the game for the glory

To worry 'bout the scope

But I know one thing absolutely sure

We did the money dance in the Bentley store

I got an eye for the hundreds and a fast car

A passport, an ounce full of killer in the bag

We mad smart, showed up hella high

Dress sharp, front row, game four at the playoffs

Money in the bank ain’t safe at all

Money in the bank any day could be lost

I still believe in the shoebox law

I could put your life savings in the sock drawer

I buy a house, I’ma gut out the wall

I buy a house, I’ma dig up the yard

Deep freezer in the garage, a hundred large

Cold cash, yeah