Out The Window
Curren$y
GENRE
[Intro]
You can turn it up some more
Yeah
[Chorus]
She throw her morals out the window for designer clothes
My advice to a young hustler is to guard your soul
Made a million off endorsements, this here month alone
You can bullshit with rap all you want, the fuck you tripping on
[Verse]
Push a button, I'm in motion and my top gone
Creeping slow like that mud in the styrofoam
All I know is grab the dough and pray we make it home
Give it all to my son just incase I don't
Fuck we waiting on, I'm tryna get it on
Chilled glass [?] when the night's [?]
And my crib is a castle, I'm too high for the hassle
Boxing my shadow, my jab as fast as a Camaro
Can never be compared to, they don't do what I do
[?] who inspired all your moves
Sunday, you know we bring them lowriders through
As a fact make a landmark wherever I park my cars at
She [?] some feelings
She deserve a man spend the night with the drug dealers
[Chorus]
She throw her morals out the window for designer clothes
My advice to a young hustler is to guard your soul
Made a million off endorsements, this here month alone
You can bullshit with rap all you want, the fuck you tripping on
[Interlude]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep the E in it, Chevy's on switches baby
We smoking weed in it, don't post it in your pictures
Hitting switches on Chef Highway dippin'
Baby, if you could keep a secret, we could always kick it
Told her rule number one, don't talk about me 'round your nigga
[Outro Chorus]
She throw her morals out the window for designer clothes
My advice to a young hustler is to...
I made a million off endorsements, this here...
You can bullshit with rap all the fuck you want
You can turn it up some more
Yeah
[Chorus]
She throw her morals out the window for designer clothes
My advice to a young hustler is to guard your soul
Made a million off endorsements, this here month alone
You can bullshit with rap all you want, the fuck you tripping on
[Verse]
Push a button, I'm in motion and my top gone
Creeping slow like that mud in the styrofoam
All I know is grab the dough and pray we make it home
Give it all to my son just incase I don't
Fuck we waiting on, I'm tryna get it on
Chilled glass [?] when the night's [?]
And my crib is a castle, I'm too high for the hassle
Boxing my shadow, my jab as fast as a Camaro
Can never be compared to, they don't do what I do
[?] who inspired all your moves
Sunday, you know we bring them lowriders through
As a fact make a landmark wherever I park my cars at
She [?] some feelings
She deserve a man spend the night with the drug dealers
[Chorus]
She throw her morals out the window for designer clothes
My advice to a young hustler is to guard your soul
Made a million off endorsements, this here month alone
You can bullshit with rap all you want, the fuck you tripping on
[Interlude]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep the E in it, Chevy's on switches baby
We smoking weed in it, don't post it in your pictures
Hitting switches on Chef Highway dippin'
Baby, if you could keep a secret, we could always kick it
Told her rule number one, don't talk about me 'round your nigga
[Outro Chorus]
She throw her morals out the window for designer clothes
My advice to a young hustler is to...
I made a million off endorsements, this here...
You can bullshit with rap all the fuck you want
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