500 Pounds Of Gas

[Intro: Curren$y]

Never seen a heist in ya life

Never witnessed a heist in ya life

La-da-da, da-da

La-da-da, da-da

[Verse 1: Curren$y]

Probably stay in the lab till the plane leave

Cookin' dope with no gloves, sit these bars on the triple beam

Weigh it up, you know that it's heavy if it's linked to me

A hundred-twenty-eight grams, my day-to-day Cuban

I bring the kilo out, if them suckers make me do it to 'em

Gasoline in the paper, listenin' to Nature

For All Seasons, weavin' lanеs, interstate racin'

My stockbroker homiе just copped the i8

Wanna see what it do, I bring the El Camino through

My tires stickin' like glue

Successful players, with expensive hobbies

Mountains of high-end luggage-clutterin' hotel lobbies, because we mobbin'

A movement movin', this what it's become

See my Wraith rollin' off into the settin' sun

"Yo, I think that was son, dog, I bet that was him"

Listenin' to Hendrix at six, they knew I was the one

[Outro: Superfly sample]

How much money we got, Eddie?

About three hundred thousand, that’s a hundred and fifty each

I know it's a rotten game

It's the only one the man left is to play