10 Piece

[Verse 1: Curren$y]

Bottle cold, the game a decade old

I'm livin' like Ox, big-ass house, weed nuggets in the bowl

I don't watch soccer, but I like the jerseys

They look good with my jewelry on

And my butter brown skin tone

Bitches choosin', but none I bring home

I break 'em off on sight

Introduced 'em to the rest of the stage, done like a couple nights

If she's really down, soul on ice like my Rollie crown

We control the town from the couch, nigga, I'm smoked out

You really want that funk U.B. delivered to us in the trunk

Andretti OG, Khalifa Kush all stuffed in one joint

I proved my point when I parked that Rolls Royce, hopped out

Forgot my phone was in my lap, my mothafuckin' screen cracked

It's all good, I'll text your bitch and have her slide through Mac

That Apple Care kicked in, bring me a new phone and an iPad back

Hustlers on the map, in pursuit of the scratch

Never would we relax, money addicts relapsed (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Curren$y]

Two dopeboys in a Cadillac

Stayed real, struck it rich, how can you hate on that?

Two dopeboys in a Cadillac

Weed clouds in the air, diamonds in the back

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]

Plenty bosses, pretty watches

Pull up, they ask what it cost us

Stayin' cautious, play your posture

Never takin' any losses

We declinin' offers

Too much sauce, can't get it off us

Shout out to Sauce Walka

Foreign cars and old Impalas

Million dollars, million problems

Gotta keep them millions on us

Hate 'em, dodgin', bake 'em, watch 'em

Money, tryna make it often

Now we fathers, know that God got us

They be tryna foul us

But we never die-ers, gang lifers, rap game survivors

Paid the prices

We make history and made it twice

Off of savin' Nikes and convincin' girls to stay the night

That's our way of life, dropped 2009 to say it twice

Every day's a flight

You just hatin', dawg, that ain't advice

Got my paper right, ain't just buyin' everything in sight

Now I'm the savin' type, so my son is straight for life

Always grindin', money on the mind, Rollie tellin' time

You out of line, sayin' this gang life is not the vibe

[Chorus: Curren$y]

Two dopeboys in a Cadillac

Stayed real, struck it rich, how can you hate on that?

Two dopeboys in a Cadillac

Weed clouds in the air, diamonds in the back

Two dopeboys in a Cadillac

Stayed real, struck it rich, how can you hate on that?

Two dopeboys in a Cadillac

Weed clouds in the air, diamonds in the back