Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fashionably Late, artist - Curren$y. Album song Pilot Talk: Trilogy, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 08.06.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Jet Life
Song language: English
Fashionably Late |
Good weed and broads, spaceships and stars |
Roll out the red carpet but hold the applause |
New Orleans and narcotics draped in metal and fiber optics |
Cause dull bitches attracted to shiny objects |
Well I guess y’all can kick it, Phife Dawg |
Q-Tip, we all Souls of Mischief |
This is how we chill until the globe stop spinning |
I told all my folks that I’d be coming back with it |
Now ask 'em if I did it any different, peppermints and lemons |
Boss brothers chopping business around the table |
It resembles a civil rights sit-in |
Powerful shit, editing rooms, hours of clips |
A man of many hats in this new era |
Nurturing several smaller business underneath my umbrella |
On the low low |
And I’m still on top of the money |
Dope boy mattress, a hundred K cash |
With the box spring under it, who they think they fucking with |
Spitta won’t have none of it, suits offer contracts |
I tear that shit up in front of them, baby girl I’m just hustling |
Without cocaine smuggling but this shit is dope Tito |
Roll these as we smoke, joints infinity |
Highed up, supposed to have breakfast at Tiffany’s |
With Brittany but I got tied up, low riders |
Hydraulics, trunks full of batteries and wires |
Flow get tighter and tighter, adjustable pliers |
Flip through these bitches like Zippo lighters |