Curren$y Follow

[Verse]
Superpotent smoker
Francis Ford Coppola
Godfather Four
Impala on the floor
With my homie Young Hog
He just flew to the N.O
To check on his homie
And roll up something funky
When he landed, I had a passenger
Type chunky, by the ass
Slim waist, smoking on that gas
With no time to waist, I'm talking two seconds flat
We on this thin stakes skating with the roof in the back
Now Who Dat
I met her, leave it blue-black
She like, "why you do that?"
She like how I do that
Want to know when I'm due back
Can't harness the lightning
Or predict when it's striking
Adjust the lighting
Your boy in here writing
The man I'm supplying
I'm the man, providing
Enlightenment, with what I'm saying
At night I'm in a different car, than what you saw me today in
22 inch blades in every available upgrade
Come at me and be upstaged
I've heard better raps read off page
From my cousin, he in the 4th grade
So I don't know how some of these suckers is getting paid
But that shit don't bump in no trunks around my way, shit junk
Your engineer should've told you that from jump
But he was just tryna get paid, cover the bills for the month
So as long as you pay him for time, drop all the whack rhymes you want