JLC - Curren$y

Through text message we plot to take over

Can’t talk out loud round these chauffeurs

Way on the outskirts we have slick meetings

Looking over our shoulders

Motherfuckin lip readers just wanna know what I told ya

What I rolled ya

Wake up and smell the Folgers

Crystals on my dolger

The bitches on your posters

Really coming over

Feelin that jet livin

Dozin off on suede sofas

Waking up to mimosas

Joy rides at high price rollsters

Ma side, east life, keep them trees rolling

Hundred dollar bills folding

Fools counting on me to fuck up

I’m counting up that money as it’s pouring in

Jets nigga

You know it’s them

Losing to me for you would be a win

Jets nigga

You know it’s them

Losing to me for you would be a win

I had to say that again

Jet life commandments

Jet life commandments

Mother fuckers better meet my demand list

Jet life commandments

Jet life commandments

First start of the business get the fam rich

I’m laid back chillin, posted

Living like a villain mostly

Coast to coast G

Rap hustlin, smokin

Allowed places you not allowed to go in

The beats bitch niggas is scared of

I goes in

So King Kong

Go head with that Felicia ass crack

What he smokin on

Personal

This mine, it won’t work for you

Yo whole clique in trouble need a focus group

Learn you on how to earn

But you uncoachable

What you want me to do

Fall back like the top on that

And a half a joint pimpin I’m high

Jet life commandments

Jet life commandments

Niggas better meet my demand list