Curry Lyrics

Chicago bulls jersey

Nigga left school early

30 On his back Steph Curry

Bad man step no curry

Got these niggas moving in a hurry

Bronx niggas always get the money

Nijahova coming

Tuff Chaat yea but I buss it

These niggas ain’t tough they be running

They hate me but they love it

Niggas wasn’t wit me in the struggle

Don’t fucking expect nothing

I’m mag dumping

You mad hungry dumpling

I chop the top off ya muffin

The motherfucking gorilla

Who realer

Used to be a dealer

Might be a killer

I’m a street nigga

Go figure

I configure

Iller shit then favorite spitter

I think bigger

My guns bigger

My lil guns

they got dumped in the river

My young guns

Shoot stuffing out your plush figure

In other words

Don’t fuck with my niggas

Chicago bulls jersey

Nigga left school early

30 On his back stef curry

Bad man step no curry

Got these niggas moving in a hurry

Bronx niggas always get the money

Nijahova coming

Tuff Chaat yea but I buss it

These niggas ain’t tough they be running

They hate me but they love it

Niggas wasn’t wit me in the struggle

Don’t fucking expect nothing

Aiyo

The Glock loaded

I crush roaches

My approach is

Hit em from deep

With the scope shit

Better focus

I’m wit a hoe up in the tropics

And we smoking potent

Niggas still playing my old shit

Escape from Babylon upon a gold ship

Me and my skip sailed the globe

Still nobody fucking with the kid

I lived 3 lives already

Silent but deadly

Guns heavy

Ever ready

Wifey mad

I brought the guns to the telly

God emcee u bent knee

Mere bullets can’t effect me

The art just cemented my legacy