Wish Upon a Star lyrics
by Curren$y
[Chorus: Curren$y]
Wish upon a star in the roof of the Rolls
A hundred pair of Air Forces, a ton of gold
Wish upon a star in the roof of the Rolls
A hundred pair of Air Forces, a ton of gold
[Verse 1: Curren$y]
The biggest flex is to let them see you livin' without stress
I keep it playa, can have any ex-b*tch that I select
Jammin' that "Havin' Thangs," I'm wonderin' who is next
But no doubt I'm ready for it
How many stages blazed? How many jets boarded?
I smoked five joints watering my garden this morning
Pat Beverly my twin, that's cool, fool, we both ballin'
Belaire Luxe, that Clicquot in the cup, mix 'em up
I got the cars that you don't drive, you pay somebody else to sit up front
Drop you off at thе dinner spot, come back and pick you up
Mostly it's my bro though, artillery tuckеd
I'm in the back with a fat jernt lit and a cold cup
b*tch text me 'bout pull up, b*tch, guess what?
[Chorus: Curren$y]
Wish upon a star in the roof of the Rolls
A hundred pair of Air Forces, a ton of gold
Wish upon a star in the roof of the Rolls
A hundred pair of Air Force, a ton of gold
[Verse 2: Smoke DZA]
My Cariter frames, diamond encrusted
This class, baby, not them other n*ggas you f*ck with
Had to put on all five of my chains
RFC (RFC), uh
My Cartier frames, diamond encrusted
This class, baby, not them other n*ggas you f*ck with
Prime time hustlers, TED Talk discussions
The way they fumble the bag, I be disgusted
We keep the bud lit, n*ggas know and they love this
The fabric that we cut with, not many is of this
Enough game for you to soak up quotes
How the f*ck you celebrate and then you woke up broke?
Hit that n*gga with a pack and have 'em post up low
They want the old Smoke, listen to my old cuts, bro
Rich n*gga smoking hella Ls
n*ggas hatin' but that never fails, they hold life, I L-O-L
Chop it up with Melo, get Dame on the cell
Let 'em know we trailblazers as well
Many talk about, not many is real (Uh)
Golden era, we give 'em that feel (Feel)
[Chorus: Curren$y]
Wish upon a star in the roof of the Rolls
A hundred pair of Air Forces, a ton of gold
Wish upon a star in the roof of the Rolls
A hundred pair of Air Forces, a ton of gold