Intermission

Lyrics
[Verse 1: Fendi P] I'm on a mission, money mission, that paper piling Red [?] hundred miles per hour My mind racing, [?] so close to [?] I blaze a 50 to the face, then proceeds to kill it My dope [?] my stones the clearest, your bitch is curious [?] you niggas really [?] [?] is different Powdered her nose, then [?] before she sniffed it I'm just amazed, don't judge, 'cause we all got addictions Swimming in dollars, with bitches that's into skinny dipping Let's be spesific, [?] intermition [?] motherfucker, you trippin Like I ain't [?] fly shit I be kicking I'm verbal ammo with a pen, an automatic wеapon Holding the cannon, a loose cannon, I blao blao [?] slammer [Verse 2: Curren$y] 7 car garagе, all protection, all perfection, I'm a star I'm a dog, fresh from the groomer Smelling like success in a pair of [?] [?] sweats, act as if I'm dressed [?] [?] I demand respect Clothes, deals, [?] from executives [?] Papered up, bosses in my offaces [?] jet All of this [?] When [?] I want y check From the beginning I clamed my set Would be in it, still continue to rep Though some thought I was finished Na homie, I was just chilling Buying the building Putting expencive furnercher all up in it Gotta keep replacing the couch though [?] 6 episodes of Miami Vice I'm layed up [?] Hundred foot drug dealer, that'll be the next mission Instagram when I get it Your bitch loving my pictures And you keep getting mad at me When you should be trying to go and get it
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Credits
- Writers
- Fendi P
- Curren$y