Modena Moves
Curren$y; Harry Fraud; French Montana
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All the way a thousand, even my runaround coupe come
Maybe, ah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Park the Medina, at the marina, life
Uh, diamond Rolexes 'cause life precious
Space age carbon fiber, lightweight metals
This edition that I'm drivin' in, this somethin' special
This what keepin' it real could get you
Any woman that you want might let you
At this level of success, it's hella angels and devils
Lamborghini Diablo, wing span, open doors, coke in her nose
She left the restroom hair in a mess, livin' kinda fast, boo
But not too quick for me to move past you
Ignore the lower ranks, plus I'm watchful of the banks
Crunch numbers over brunch, make that work fun
Watch how quick we get it all done, we'll be stuntin' all summer
Corporate ladder, climbed every rung
Some of my homies started out as runners
But we was born hunters with a crazy hunger
Only fed by money, bring me more money
Roll a joint out of an onion, my Bentley outside runnin'
Pilin' bread in the safe like it's an oven
Bread in the safe like it's an oven
Got a closet full of Bathing Apes, rolls by the dozen
Too much sauce, stickin' to the money, spend it up
We got some more comin', jet like surf, ho
Smoke somethin' to keep it a thousand with you, girl
My coupe cost four hundred, and that's before I put the rims on it
Got the Wraith instead of the Ghost, I thought that bitch was haunted
Yeah, stop talkin', knock the walls down
Start from the porch, they in the Porsche now
Drake to the left, J-Lo two doors down
Drophead snipe, down the ocean, get 'em lotioned down
Niggas that rushed to life, they in a coffin now
And all the robbers turned carpenters now
Martin had a dream but he ain't tell you the nightmare
You fear life 'cause you thought life was fair
If it ain't rap, Birdman 'til I'm rich forever
I'm tryna get my health and meals together
Remember took her on a date
Only cooked the right in front of her
It wasn't Benihana's, it was Subway
Busy like a one way, closet like a runway
Penthouse, Khalifa towers, tryna keep my high up
Ass crack brought the Bronx back
Grindin' for all that, crib, you need four maps
I do it for Chinx, Coke Boy legend