Curry lyrics

Yeah, I drive a
Rolls-Royce Angel, I'm fightin' off the demons
She hate to talk about this sh*t but love to shop at Nieman's
She love the private island, shoppin' while she dropped my Visa
Apple-bottom ass, Applebum Bonita
Havin' all the b*tches that I thought I'd never get with
Wrote me off on some slick sh*t, now suck my di*k quick
Valet pullin' up, Cullinan, jumpin' out that b*tch with a limp like Bizkit
Four squares on the numbers, crunch it like Triscuit
I came from the bottom, Hell when it rained [?]
Had a couple beefs but n*ggas' shirts got stained when I got 'em
I was havin' visions of that papеr like [?]
Play me in Miami, caught that heat likе my name was Udonis
Step out situation like Stefon Marbury [?] all scary
Split n*ggas like sundae, y'all n*ggas all cherry
I'm Tyler Perry shootin' movies with the film in it
Clear as [?] with the [?]
The Twitch wonderin' if he will finish
That'll be the day your b*tch stop asking me to deal with it
One Umbrella kill fitted, even through the silk in it
Fragile flows like Grandma knittin' in a quilt with it
I put more than a hundred C's in my money tree
Yellow-black Ferrari, got it lookin' like a bumblebee
Steph Curry from the line, you see a n*gga runnin' threes
Garage like a motherf*ckin' dope boy, a hundred G's