Curry

I keep a gang full of shooters just like Stephen Curry
You fuck boys, you ain't no shooters boy you James Worthy
I swear to God I just love flexin' on these hoes on purpose
We got them Glocks blow out yo knees hoe you Eddy Curry

I keep a gang full of shooters just like Stephen Curry
You fuck boys, you ain't no shooters boy you James Worthy
I swear to God I just love flexin' on these hoes on purpose
We got them Glocks blow out yo knees hoe you Eddy Curry

I got them shooters yea them Hoolis shootin' long range
You in the paint bitch don't get wet up with this Luol Deng
My wrist & chain make you think a nigga sellin' thangs
My earrings cost 24 hoe not LeBron James
I get them buckets but my youngins bitch they really bussin'
Got 30 clips in all my semis, Steph my blood cousin
These bitches love me because I'm ballin' I don't do discussion
We pullin' up up in them 'Cons bitch I ain't a Husky

Brought her to the crib like "what the fuck it do?"
I'm shootin' at yo bitch & the bitch with her too
I'm lit with that shit, shoot a 3 & you lose
You fuck boys ain't shit nigga wash off my shoes
I'm playin' with the dough like muthafuckin' Klay
Bitch I'm really ballin' like the fuckin' NBA
5 shots off to a nigga v-fade
9 on my hip like Iggy on a date, bitch bow bow aye

30 piece straight to yo head just like Harold's Chicken
I rock my Glock while I get top because I don't trust these bitches
These niggas switchin' like some bitches, oh you independent?
I got this 30 when you squeeze it hoe, its very lemon

Fuck it hoe I only want the top
Let them Hoolis hit it, you a muthafuckin' opp
Only for some change & a name you hoes flop
Crazy what you do for a lil bit of cock
I only rock Trues, I don't fuck with no Rocks
12 gauge shotty, duckin' out from the cops
If they search my whip, I'ma dip down the block
I ain't goin' in for no pills or no Glocks
So I'm runnin' with my pistol
12 gauge hit yo ass leave big holes
Got a team full of Stephs like free throws
Spilled the lean on my jeans, oh shit bro
I just dusted the bitch off like a lint roll
Whole team off them beans like pinto
Yeah I'm in the bitch mouth yeah her mental
Then I'ma bust the bitch up like a pimple

I keep a gang full of shooters just like Stephen Curry
You fuck boys, you ain't no shooters boy you James Worthy
I swear to God I just love flexin' on these hoes on purpose
We got them glocks blow out yo knees hoe you Eddy Curry

I keep a gang full of shooters just like Stephen Curry
You fuck boys, you ain't no shooters boy you James Worthy
I swear to God I just love flexin' on these hoes on purpose
We got them glocks blow out yo knees hoe you Eddy Curry



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Writer(s): Hooli Bally
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