BBS Video (MV)

Smoking Out the Big Jar!

[Curren$y:]
This that gold BBS flow
Plastic 'Nike Air' tags on your original 4's
Niggas is z'd on your mans
And I'm rollin' a O
Leave em sleep;
I don't need them suckers listenin' to me
Packed a bong, forward everything except the kitchen sink
Underneath which, I keep a set of Andis slippers
I could fix my lining up 'fore we go over by them bitches
A quick lil' something
Can't get the back
I don't know where I left my hand mirror
Type of dilemmas, will never hinder my jet living
We just chillin
So don't come around here
Fake toughin, runnin' off the women
Bossed up
All us... outside the club
Waitin to tip drivers who pull our cars up
Da f*ck you though this was dawg?
I'm a Trill muhf*cka after all
Haters is dressed in safety nets encouraging my fall
Won't catch me ther
But you can catch me on air
When my new shit premier
At whatever media outlet
Decide to play it fair
F*ck playin' dead pimin' I'm a play the bear
Grizzly, seriously
Fishburne, turn-flip styles furiously
This that 70's soul green
Al chemistry,
Aye mane, been a G since buddy lee's
Lames be cuffin they jeans and they bitches
I be cookin these bird ass hoes
Running circles round 'em
They rotisserie chickens
Love got a shovel in her hand
I see you digging; strike gold,
Build yo own coffin with it,
Dead ass...
Flick ashes on the girls in my past-tense
The tele's for the ones I was just f*ckin
The crib for the one I was gonna get right back with
It's easy to get tangled
In the stars, spangled
Mangled in the night life
Living out my bars
Dangerous