The Devil’s Tier

[Intro: Curren$y]

DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh

They’re always playing favourites

New Orleans

(Yeh, eh eh)

(Eastside on mine, just like every time, yeh)

[Verse 1: Curren$y]

At the devil’s tier, enjoying a heavenly view

My baddest bitch right here, I’m on the roof, just smoked a few

I take ‘em to dinner wit me, I really don’t wann’ leave the room

But baby wann’ get dolled up pretty, and put on all her jewels

We breaking news any time we makin’ moves

They ain’t have a clue that I was on the scene

I was sittin’ low in that RX7,  parked right across the street

Makin’ sure she do what she ‘posed to do, ain’t no playin’ me

Opened up my safe with a major key

Fine fabrics, the cloth we cut from is extravagance

We just havin’ it, don’t be mad at it, yeh

[Chorus: Curren$y]

I don’t shop off the rack, general release, not me

I’m way colder than that, that Land Rover Defender…

…was ash grey, and coal black, I’m a whole mack (Whole mack)

You a Junior-Mint, fool, you can’t get ya hoes back

I don’t shop off the rack, general release, not me

I’m way colder than that, that Land Rover Defender…

…was ash grey, and coal black, I’m a whole mack (Whole mack)

You a Junior-Mint, fool, you can’t get ya hoes back

[Verse 2: Cozz]

Bottles, models and—

Don’t wanna get explicit, but that been my life for a month

Not the type to kiss and tell, but baby I’m doin’ well

Earrings all up in my drawer, leftover lashes and nails

On my bathroom counter, I bring the cashews out her

She gon’ nut every time a nigga get in the ‘tel

I learn my lessons and apply ‘em, a real nigga forreal

I’m nasty and got for ya, I’m feelin’ like I’m some kale

On the road to gettin’ M’s, ain’t no way I’m takin’ a L

Nigga really gon’ have to kill me if they wanna see me fail, yeh

I might trip, but I never stay where I fell

[Chorus: Curren$y]

I don’t shop off the rack, general release, not me

I’m way colder than that, that Land Rover Defender…

…was ash grey, and coal black, I’m a whole mack (Whole mack)

You a Junio-Mint, fool, you can’t get ya hoes back

I don’t shop off the rack, general release, not me

I’m way colder than that, that Land Rover Defender…

…was ash grey, and coal black, I’m a whole mack (Whole mack)

You a Junior-Mint, fool, you can’t get ya hoes back