Shenanigans - Curtis Williams

I’m rolling while drinking, pouring and thinking

Twisting my fingers, they know who my gang is

Shots of that Jag and I’m already faded

Still independent, still got to get it

No need for names cause they know who I came with

Not a cashier but I know where that change is

Bottles and franks, but I know where champagne is

Plus I’m bilingual, I know what he saying

Plus I’m that nigga, there’s no need for banging

Unless you a dummy, then I explain it

Know who I’m bringing so fuck what they saying

Fucking niggas, why is you playing?

Games is all dumb and I ain’t with the lame shit

Made your bitch come in and fucked your old lady

Still what you hating, man you be crazy

Ooh, all these bands, Imma spend it all on you

Real niggas in here, I brought em through

Champagne’s all that I drink, take straight shots, no chase

Ain’t no other way, it’s going up

It’s going up, it’s going up, it’s going up

It’s going up, it’s going up, it’s going up

Ain’t going down

It’s going up

It’s going up, it’s going up, it’s going up

It’s going up, it’s going up, it’s going up

Ain’t going down, it’s going up

Still getting paid with my niggas

The bitch still tryna get a picture

Never switched up, yeah the money still the mission

Got a few bands, if I like it then I spend it

Roll up a blunt, then I spark it

Watch the camera shoot pics like a target

Fable how I’m feeling when I hit it

Money ain’t an option, Imma blow it when I get it

Get it, get it, these niggas still in this bitch tipping

Couple songs later on she might get richer

You smoke good weed, but the pack a little different

Cones or the dutchs, I don’t ever do the swishers

Still got that cross on the denim

Still pull up with a car full of women