Curren$y & Harry Fraud - 14 Packs (Feat. Smoke DZA) [MV]

La Música de Harry Fraud

Rubber bands wrapped, all my knots

My bitch pulled with a teacup yorkie in a Range Rover droptop

Now I’m riding shotgun underneath the sun

Thumbing through these $100 bills like 1’s

Father fly, got so many rap sons

High grade medicinal in my lungs when I swung on blades

Severed heads bled in a pathway we fled

All my friends are dead presidents so stack bread

Clearly, homie, you been misled

Foolish of you to listen to what a hater had said

Life is a SuperBowl bet, million dollar point spread

Covered like comforters on the bed

Money tree leaves hanging like dreads

Company currently on the run getting paid

Company comfortably wearing diamonds on stage

Making movies, killing beats, putting ‘em on the front page

Yeah

[?] a lot of stuff on the boat, looks like he might be dumping some more stuff here, how many objects are there about five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen

Really

[Verse 2: Smoke DZA]

Right, presidential crowns, presidential suites

Door to door with the pack like I'm Uber Eats

Like move ten of em maybe you can sleep

I left the plug house at 12 he gave me two for free

Drug money in our pockets

The best part of it it's all profit

The Never Die Corporation

All these hundred together look at the organization

Ice cold is my aura

Put designer on my sons and my daughters

Bullshit to the side, old dodger like Tommy Lasorda

You talkin' stoner lifestyle you tuned in to the fathers

Hm, I'm like why even bother these niggas liars?

They makeup game on Sephora

Pass me a lighter

Smoke one for the illest squads

Traditional mob

This lil' thing of ours

[?] looks like two people went into the water[?] I wanna know whos left on that boat [?] before someone else gets them