Released: April 10, 2020
Featuring: Larry June
Songwriter: Larry June Curren$y
Producer: Cardo
[Intro: Curren$y]
Yeah
Cardo Got Wings
[Chorus: Curren$y]
As I proceed to roll this weed
She pretend to be sleep, ‘cause she don’t want leave
Day in the life of a actual G
A lot of niggas lyin’, they just rappin’ ‘bout me
I stay to myself, I stay to the wealth
Vitamin C tablet, mimosas, cheers to your health
[Verse 1: Curren$y]
My Rolex look like a fuckin’ champion belt
She sent a text, flashbacks ‘bout how good it felt
Want me to swing back, but mama, I’m good on that
I’m in the hood already, they barbequin’ and kickin’ back
I’m tryna fuck with that
It’s like Modibo, I got out
Everybody kickin’ it behind my homeboy and mama house
I pulled up in that brand new old thang, sittin’ on ‘em old thangs
Hot as chicken wings, cold as my champagne
If you know me, you know that’s all I bring
Straight gang, mane
[Verse 2: Larry June]
Got a lot of gang, ridin’ [?]
It’s like a movie, groovy, I’m havin’ things
Mack a bitch quick, you ain’t ‘bout shit
Havin’ big grip, packs I’ma ship
I got swag on me, I got bag on me
I don’t need a nigga bitch, I got plenty of ‘em
I’m a city nigga, stock twenty in it
This GT will bend a corner on a Hemi quick
Bitch, what’s your name? You got ass and shit
I’m a million-dollar man, I don’t have to pimp
Black man tryna make it in society
I hopped in my drop, playin’ RBL “Remind Me”
Make me a smoothie, rub the bitch booty
I think I want a girlfriend, I might mack a cougar
She called me, I’m coolin’, I might just swoop her
The bitch on her shit, how you doin’? I’m pursuin’
Slide through the hill, show some love to my young niggas
I’m a mutual nigga, every hood - I got love, nigga
I hit B&J’s, had to get my grub on
Play this shit a couple times, nigga, you can learn some’
What’s hannin’?
[Chorus: Curren$y]
As I proceed to roll this weed
She pretend to be sleep, ‘cause she don’t want leave
Day in the life of a actual G
A lot of niggas lyin’, they just rappin’ ‘bout me
I stay to myself, I stay to the wealth
Vitamin C tablet, mimosas, cheers to your health
As I proceed to roll this weed
She pretend to be sleep, ‘cause she don’t want leave
Day in the life of a actual G
Them other niggas lyin’, they just rappin’ ‘bout me
Yeah
Cardo Got Wings
[Chorus: Curren$y]
As I proceed to roll this weed
She pretend to be sleep, ‘cause she don’t want leave
Day in the life of a actual G
A lot of niggas lyin’, they just rappin’ ‘bout me
I stay to myself, I stay to the wealth
Vitamin C tablet, mimosas, cheers to your health
[Verse 1: Curren$y]
My Rolex look like a fuckin’ champion belt
She sent a text, flashbacks ‘bout how good it felt
Want me to swing back, but mama, I’m good on that
I’m in the hood already, they barbequin’ and kickin’ back
I’m tryna fuck with that
It’s like Modibo, I got out
Everybody kickin’ it behind my homeboy and mama house
I pulled up in that brand new old thang, sittin’ on ‘em old thangs
Hot as chicken wings, cold as my champagne
If you know me, you know that’s all I bring
Straight gang, mane
[Verse 2: Larry June]
Got a lot of gang, ridin’ [?]
It’s like a movie, groovy, I’m havin’ things
Mack a bitch quick, you ain’t ‘bout shit
Havin’ big grip, packs I’ma ship
I got swag on me, I got bag on me
I don’t need a nigga bitch, I got plenty of ‘em
I’m a city nigga, stock twenty in it
This GT will bend a corner on a Hemi quick
Bitch, what’s your name? You got ass and shit
I’m a million-dollar man, I don’t have to pimp
Black man tryna make it in society
I hopped in my drop, playin’ RBL “Remind Me”
Make me a smoothie, rub the bitch booty
I think I want a girlfriend, I might mack a cougar
She called me, I’m coolin’, I might just swoop her
The bitch on her shit, how you doin’? I’m pursuin’
Slide through the hill, show some love to my young niggas
I’m a mutual nigga, every hood - I got love, nigga
I hit B&J’s, had to get my grub on
Play this shit a couple times, nigga, you can learn some’
What’s hannin’?
[Chorus: Curren$y]
As I proceed to roll this weed
She pretend to be sleep, ‘cause she don’t want leave
Day in the life of a actual G
A lot of niggas lyin’, they just rappin’ ‘bout me
I stay to myself, I stay to the wealth
Vitamin C tablet, mimosas, cheers to your health
As I proceed to roll this weed
She pretend to be sleep, ‘cause she don’t want leave
Day in the life of a actual G
Them other niggas lyin’, they just rappin’ ‘bout me