Текст песни Scratch - Curren$y

If all of a sudden I went broke she'd probably break the fuck out
On the round to be part of the end crowd
Trying to get poppin' by association that's close to hate
Hold another wind shit, hold wait a minute Cappuccino rose
It was not tenant, I'm high in it
Twist my fingers, throw my set up at the camera lenses
Had a few cold ones in my life
Each of them earned some benzes
I let them keep them when I clip them

Thank you for the memories, hold on
Keep the air, chips on, smoke with it, hold on postman
Rule number one, don't talk about me
Chips on, smoke with it
Rule number one, don't talk about me
Thank you for the memories
Dipping the rods and zap when the flashbacks hit me
I done put some bitches on the map, just some hangin' with me

What type of clown is that, one of the illest niggas
My peers know that to be a fact
Walkin' in the room is million dollar daps
Contactless paid, I just cleared 500 racks, nigga fuck what you say
All I care about is you, all I care about is scratch