[Hook x2: Curren$y]
And my niggas
And my bitches
I'm on my shit right now
How is ya?
A nigga dressed like we finna take pictures
Scalin' the mothaf*ckin' buildin'
Yea
I got my mind on that take over
Scalin' the mothaf*ckin' buildin'
Yea
Because that money ain't gonna wait for us
Scalin' the mothaf*ckin' buildin'
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
And I'm loaking, pretty bitch on the passenger side ridin' sun roof open
Shes supplying what I'm smokin'
Wanna f*ck with us
Keep them tree crumbled up
Walk up in the club
Make them lanes one cuff
Champ on chill
E-z widers, double stuffed
Trust
And believe it ain't about the youngin' if don't evolve his mother f*ckin' cheese
I ain't bring no ends to spin
Never kept a knot up in my pocket
Better clock a couple thousand 'fore I get up in the win
These niggas are losing their need of wins
Yo bitches is choosin' her need of friends
I'm livin' this movie so bring a lens
Runnin through loads of weed and gin cause niggas know what I'm bout
Flyin' out
[Hook x2: Curren$y]
And my niggas
And my bitches
I'm on my shit right now
How is ya?
A nigga dressed like we finna take pictures
Scalin' the mothaf*ckin' buildin'
Yea
I got my mind on that take over
Scalin' the mothaf*ckin' buildin'
Yea
Because that money ain't gonna wait for us
Scalin' the mothaf*ckin' buildin'
[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Chicks who sound funny when they speak English
Still recognize the bomb when they hear it
She so ain't on them other niggas
Marga and balls them shits ain't for this nigga
Higher them a mug
Ain't nothing what up with us
Paper planes mane
We don't allow blunts in the car
Tell the valet to pull over ma truck
Exit stage right the last thing they seen was the tail lights
I'm gettin' toasted high
Gettin' my bread right
Rap
Hustlin'
Stackin'
F*cking some of the baddest bitches and travelin'
Niggas used to think I was crazy
Now they see my new whip and be like yo that shit crazy
Get off my shit leave the room for the flyest
The jets and this bitch leave the room with yo wife
Get off my shit leave room the for flyest
The jets and this bitch leave th the room with your wife
Curren$y - Scaling The Building Lyrics
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[Hook x2: Curren$y]
And my niggas
And my bitches
I'm on my shit right now
How is ya?
A nigga dressed like we finna take pictures
Scalin' the mothaf*ckin' buildin'
Yea
I got my mind on that take over
Scalin' the mothaf*ckin' buildin'
Yea
Because that money ain't gonna wait for us
Scalin' the mothaf*ckin' buildin'
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
And I'm loaking, pretty bitch on the passenger side ridin' sun roof open
Shes supplying what I'm smokin'
Wanna f*ck with us
Keep them tree crumbled up
Walk up in the club
Make them lanes one cuff
Champ on chill
E-z widers, double stuffed
Trust
And believe it ain't about the youngin' if don't evolve his mother f*ckin' cheese
I ain't bring no ends to spin
Never kept a knot up in my pocket
Better clock a couple thousand 'fore I get up in the win
These niggas are losing their need of wins
Yo bitches is choosin' her need of friends
I'm livin' this movie so bring a lens
Runnin through loads of weed and gin cause niggas know what I'm bout
Flyin' out
[Hook x2: Curren$y]
And my niggas
And my bitches
I'm on my shit right now
How is ya?
A nigga dressed like we finna take pictures
Scalin' the mothaf*ckin' buildin'
Yea
I got my mind on that take over
Scalin' the mothaf*ckin' buildin'
Yea
Because that money ain't gonna wait for us
Scalin' the mothaf*ckin' buildin'
[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Chicks who sound funny when they speak English
Still recognize the bomb when they hear it
She so ain't on them other niggas
Marga and balls them shits ain't for this nigga
Higher them a mug
Ain't nothing what up with us
Paper planes mane
We don't allow blunts in the car
Tell the valet to pull over ma truck
Exit stage right the last thing they seen was the tail lights
I'm gettin' toasted high
Gettin' my bread right
Rap
Hustlin'
Stackin'
F*cking some of the baddest bitches and travelin'
Niggas used to think I was crazy
Now they see my new whip and be like yo that shit crazy
Get off my shit leave the room for the flyest
The jets and this bitch leave the room with yo wife
Get off my shit leave room the for flyest
The jets and this bitch leave th the room with your wife
And my niggas
And my bitches
I'm on my shit right now
How is ya?
A nigga dressed like we finna take pictures
Scalin' the mothaf*ckin' buildin'
Yea
I got my mind on that take over
Scalin' the mothaf*ckin' buildin'
Yea
Because that money ain't gonna wait for us
Scalin' the mothaf*ckin' buildin'
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
And I'm loaking, pretty bitch on the passenger side ridin' sun roof open
Shes supplying what I'm smokin'
Wanna f*ck with us
Keep them tree crumbled up
Walk up in the club
Make them lanes one cuff
Champ on chill
E-z widers, double stuffed
Trust
And believe it ain't about the youngin' if don't evolve his mother f*ckin' cheese
I ain't bring no ends to spin
Never kept a knot up in my pocket
Better clock a couple thousand 'fore I get up in the win
These niggas are losing their need of wins
Yo bitches is choosin' her need of friends
I'm livin' this movie so bring a lens
Runnin through loads of weed and gin cause niggas know what I'm bout
Flyin' out
[Hook x2: Curren$y]
And my niggas
And my bitches
I'm on my shit right now
How is ya?
A nigga dressed like we finna take pictures
Scalin' the mothaf*ckin' buildin'
Yea
I got my mind on that take over
Scalin' the mothaf*ckin' buildin'
Yea
Because that money ain't gonna wait for us
Scalin' the mothaf*ckin' buildin'
[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Chicks who sound funny when they speak English
Still recognize the bomb when they hear it
She so ain't on them other niggas
Marga and balls them shits ain't for this nigga
Higher them a mug
Ain't nothing what up with us
Paper planes mane
We don't allow blunts in the car
Tell the valet to pull over ma truck
Exit stage right the last thing they seen was the tail lights
I'm gettin' toasted high
Gettin' my bread right
Rap
Hustlin'
Stackin'
F*cking some of the baddest bitches and travelin'
Niggas used to think I was crazy
Now they see my new whip and be like yo that shit crazy
Get off my shit leave the room for the flyest
The jets and this bitch leave the room with yo wife
Get off my shit leave room the for flyest
The jets and this bitch leave th the room with your wife
Writer: DAVID ANTHONY WILLIS, SHANTE FRANKLIN, CAMERON JIBRIL THOMAZ
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Performed By: Curren$y
Language: English
Written by: DAVID ANTHONY WILLIS, SHANTE FRANKLIN, CAMERON JIBRIL THOMAZ