Released: October 7, 2013
Featuring: Peewee Roscoe
Songwriter: Peewee Roscoe Curren$y
Producer: DJ Spinz Southside Dun Deal Metro Boomin
[Intro]
Dun Deal on the track
Yeah, this beat is awesome
808 Mafia
Hoodrich, bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Curren$y]
Dragging my mink on the floor, dragging my mink on the floor
Slammin my Farrari door, dragging my mink on the floor
Leave the spot with yo hoe, dragging my mink on the floor
High as hell from the smoke, dragging my mink on the floor
Layin up countin doe, dragging my mink on the floor
[Verse: Curren$y]
It's like I live in a gym
Weight plates, niggas ballen in here
12, 8s, make them cars disappear
Interstate race, this shit was a quarter mil
I do this shit here when I feel, get it crackin' like Promethozeen
Seals, I'm ill, hella clean, make them Chevys lean on them weals
Bitches see him on the scene, smokin on that kill
Fresh from closin the deal
I don't pose for them stills, you can catch them in action
In something classic, smooth as a bank transaction
These niggas can't be actual, they thinkin' they is half of me
More like a quarter or smaller, work harder, you'll get there gradually
[Chorus: Curren$y]
Dragging my mink on the floor, dragging my mink on the floor
Slammin my Farrari door, dragging my mink on the floor
Leave the spot with yo hoe, dragging my mink on the floor
High as hell from the smoke, dragging my mink on the floor
Layin' up countin' doe, dragging my mink on the floor
[Outro: Peewee Roscoe]
Nigga, we come through this bitch, 3 or 4 minks on
5, 6 Benzles, 2 watches on both arms
A whole bunch of two-piece shit, you know
Yeah, Metro at 19 and Boomin
Bankroll Mafia shit
We bigger than the hood, we is in the hood, we are the hood
We bigger than swag
Minks walkin on the floor, some real pimp shit, right
Bankroll Mafia shit, right
Check that
Metro, 19 and boomin
International shit, bigger than local
In a different hood
And he all good, nigga
We doin a whole bunch of big, gigantic shit
Andre The Giant shit, nigga
Shit bigger than a movie screen
Bigger than a motherfuckin theator
Ah hah
Sittin on the top, lookin down on you suckers
Got this mink on me, with your bitch put it on both sides
Playin tug of war with a nigga
Yeah, but I ain't goin
Hahaha, really on some pimp shit, some playa shit
3 pees in a pot, nigga
Paper, pushin, and plane
Which P are you goin be
Haha, we do this shit for real
They say you gang, steal, I call you gang thieves
Yeah, you dealin with the motivater and the creator
It's the one and only, nigga
Lil Peewee, Lil Roscoe
Real A-Town shit
Zone 1 through 4, stand up
Bankroll Mafia is a way of life, nigga, not a game
Ah hah
You see this shit so much, I know you might wanna get tired of it
This, you can't get tired of, everybody love money, nigga
If you don't like money, you don't like us
That's true shit
Excuse us
Excuse us, ah hah
I see a bad bitch through my rear view mearor, even though it cracked
We goin forward
Ah hah, that's my G 4 lift status, nigga
I told you, its Metro, 19 and boomin
I told you, Atlanta certified
Sittin city to city, coast to coast
Ah hah
Might traid them in for them purple ones
20,000 dollar stacks, nigga
Yeah, what type of money you dealin with
Oh, you just started dealin with this shit
Line your old schools up, line your bitch up, line your bankroll up
Yeah, tell her don't turn her head either, she might break her neck, lookin at these diamonds
You ain't fuckin with Metro, you ain't really fuckin' with this city
Dun Deal on the track
Yeah, this beat is awesome
808 Mafia
Hoodrich, bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Curren$y]
Dragging my mink on the floor, dragging my mink on the floor
Slammin my Farrari door, dragging my mink on the floor
Leave the spot with yo hoe, dragging my mink on the floor
High as hell from the smoke, dragging my mink on the floor
Layin up countin doe, dragging my mink on the floor
[Verse: Curren$y]
It's like I live in a gym
Weight plates, niggas ballen in here
12, 8s, make them cars disappear
Interstate race, this shit was a quarter mil
I do this shit here when I feel, get it crackin' like Promethozeen
Seals, I'm ill, hella clean, make them Chevys lean on them weals
Bitches see him on the scene, smokin on that kill
Fresh from closin the deal
I don't pose for them stills, you can catch them in action
In something classic, smooth as a bank transaction
These niggas can't be actual, they thinkin' they is half of me
More like a quarter or smaller, work harder, you'll get there gradually
[Chorus: Curren$y]
Dragging my mink on the floor, dragging my mink on the floor
Slammin my Farrari door, dragging my mink on the floor
Leave the spot with yo hoe, dragging my mink on the floor
High as hell from the smoke, dragging my mink on the floor
Layin' up countin' doe, dragging my mink on the floor
[Outro: Peewee Roscoe]
Nigga, we come through this bitch, 3 or 4 minks on
5, 6 Benzles, 2 watches on both arms
A whole bunch of two-piece shit, you know
Yeah, Metro at 19 and Boomin
Bankroll Mafia shit
We bigger than the hood, we is in the hood, we are the hood
We bigger than swag
Minks walkin on the floor, some real pimp shit, right
Bankroll Mafia shit, right
Check that
Metro, 19 and boomin
International shit, bigger than local
In a different hood
And he all good, nigga
We doin a whole bunch of big, gigantic shit
Andre The Giant shit, nigga
Shit bigger than a movie screen
Bigger than a motherfuckin theator
Ah hah
Sittin on the top, lookin down on you suckers
Got this mink on me, with your bitch put it on both sides
Playin tug of war with a nigga
Yeah, but I ain't goin
Hahaha, really on some pimp shit, some playa shit
3 pees in a pot, nigga
Paper, pushin, and plane
Which P are you goin be
Haha, we do this shit for real
They say you gang, steal, I call you gang thieves
Yeah, you dealin with the motivater and the creator
It's the one and only, nigga
Lil Peewee, Lil Roscoe
Real A-Town shit
Zone 1 through 4, stand up
Bankroll Mafia is a way of life, nigga, not a game
Ah hah
You see this shit so much, I know you might wanna get tired of it
This, you can't get tired of, everybody love money, nigga
If you don't like money, you don't like us
That's true shit
Excuse us
Excuse us, ah hah
I see a bad bitch through my rear view mearor, even though it cracked
We goin forward
Ah hah, that's my G 4 lift status, nigga
I told you, its Metro, 19 and boomin
I told you, Atlanta certified
Sittin city to city, coast to coast
Ah hah
Might traid them in for them purple ones
20,000 dollar stacks, nigga
Yeah, what type of money you dealin with
Oh, you just started dealin with this shit
Line your old schools up, line your bitch up, line your bankroll up
Yeah, tell her don't turn her head either, she might break her neck, lookin at these diamonds
You ain't fuckin with Metro, you ain't really fuckin' with this city