V12 Benz (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Curren$y]
One more time
(This gon' stop how it stop)
Uh

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
The backseats recline in this b*tch
Ride 'round my city, gettin' high, talkin' slick for a long time (Trauma Tone)
I was broke, picturin' myself rich
Painted the picture big enough to step into that sh*t
Real life, all wheel drive, with amber turnin' signals lights
Convoy, the Benz is surrounded by motorbikes
It's more than nights, it's 'bout what it signify
What it symbolize, my time underground, workin' in them mines
Came out with somethin' that shine
Makin' millions off of slangin' rhyme, this is really mine

[Chorus: Curren$y]
I got the V12 Benz
But it ain't enough room to fit y'all in
b*tches only want mе 'cause they think I'm ballin'
Well, comе around when I was just startin'
I got the V12 Benz
But it ain't enough room to fit—
Money over any b*tch
Had to cut her off, she think she slick (Yeah, yeah)
[Interlude: Curren$y]
Keep the E—, Chevy’s on switches
Smokin’ weed in it, don’t post it in yo’ pictures
If you can keep a secret, we can always kick it
Rule number one, don’t talk about me ‘round your—

[Verse 2: Money Man]
I was on the highway burnin’ on [?]
Let a n*gga take that, then I’ma slump him
Rubbin’ on her hand, got lil’ mama blushin’
Automatic shotgun, n*gga, sh*t bustin’
Soft-ass n*gga, act just like a woman
How you trap ten years, ain’t made nothin’?
Smokin’ bullsh*t weed, hurtin’ my stomach
Money accruin’, this sh*t won’t plummet
Open wide, baby girl ‘cause I’m comin’
I got this fit, this from London
You said it’s up, n*gga, R.I.P. [?]
Made M’s, I’ma put West on next
Havin’ this cheddar, got checks on checks
Need a bad vibe to relieve my stress
Need to bad vibe to carry my seed
It’s money rushin’ in, we in the lead
Need a truck driver to traffic this weed
Grew it myself, n*gga, I’m a [?]
Gave a hood b*tch five just for the tease
Real wolf, n*gga, don’t f*ck with no sheep
On a backroad in a souped up G [Wagon]
Leave a n*gga lined up under that sheet
Sharin’ with the team, yeah, we all gon’ eat
[?] n*gga, got plugs on plugs
I was distributin’ those high-grade drugs
We underneath, we thug
We ain’t fallin’ off, n*gga, this just fun
Truckload came in, n*gga, let’s flood
I don’t talk, n*gga, I’ma stay with a buzz
Went and came a long way from the mud
Everything a n*gga got came from the bud
I don’t believe sh*t, them n*ggas ain’t truthful
Real pitbull, them n*ggas just poodles
Come take a seat, lil’ n*gga, I can school you
Wanna be a millionaire? n*gga, I can groom you
Heard that album, that sh*t ain’t move me
f*ckin’ an African b*tch in a [?]
Everything raw, I spit like [?]
Iced out cross, ain’t nothin’ like Uzi
Grape Lamborghini just like I’m Moochie
Set it off in this b*tch just like Boosie
I ain’t got time for these stupid ass hoochies
I’ma set the old school on some Rucci’s
[?] I can’t f*ck with no junkie, yeah
b*tch better have my money, yeah
And n*gga pop some chunky, yeah
Send the dot, n*gga, we comin’, yeah
Send the dot, n*gga, we stormin’, yeah
I’ma run ‘cause I got warrants
My b*tch in Dior with red hair
She got a big ass derrière
So far back [?]
Sippin’ on drank, no Courvoisier
Never check a n*gga with the stick
I was in Cali, ran up them hits
[Refrain: Money Man]
I was on the highway burnin’ on [?]
Let a n*gga take that then I’ma slump him
Rubbin’ on her hand, got lil’ mama blushin’
Automatic shotgun, n*gga, sh*t bustin’
Soft ass n*gga, act just like a woman
How you trap ten years, ain’t made nothin’?
Smokin’ bullsh*t weed, hurtin’ my stomach
Money accruin’, this sh*t won’t plummet
Open wide, baby girl ‘cause I’m comin’
I got this fit, this from London
You said it’s up, n*gga R.I.P. [?]
Made M’s, I’ma put West on next
Havin’ this cheddar, got checks on checks
Need a bad vibe to relieve my stress
Need to bad vibe to carry my seed