Flying Iron Winged Land Mines lyrics

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
With the squeak of new sneakers
Bose speakers, and rally stripe two seaters
Alternate actress b*tches, double features
Your arms too short to box, so with peace you greet us
For the steps I walk and guided, in my presence, a ocean divided
Even mother nature showed favor
Robbins Baskin, backwards, baggin’ my grass in thirty one flavors
n*ggas ain't half, or twenty-five percent
Live as I, they dyin’ to be it
Ocean Drive, I close my eyes, and see it still
Got a place in my heart, so I talk with my realtor
Private terraces, measurements, lofts
Somethin’ you n*ggas ain't never been, boss
Can't find your momma, your dad in the grocery store panicking
Lost

[Interlude: Curren$y & Fiend]
Jet life on lil n*ggas
For real
(Flying iron)
Street customs
(International, Jones)

[Verse 2: Fiend]
Five AM, rosé bottle still chillin’, still chillin’
All-international Jones, how I’m feelin’, how I'm—
Gold specs, smoke the best, know I’m fresh
Congregation amen-ed it
Told me holy water can't stand it
I'm cooly, cooly on the rapping, but who got action?
Eyeball a gram, I ball again, y'all saw the Benz?Roof got ghost, few coupes, lot of Chevies
Plenty chrome spokes
I spoke, they knew money talk
I move, they see money walk
What? You ain’t get enough band-time?
Now you destroy a village, like a Cambodian landmine?
Stocks and bonds, Pacs wit’ bongs
Money never sleep, meaning I can’t be home
Home
(Flying iron)
You know it's time to wake up, playa