[Intro: Yeah, ooh Van Yeah, yeah,
[Chorus: I'm getting loose, bitch, getting loose I don't know the truth, got stars in my roof, yeah I'm getting loose, young nigga, getting I ain't going for the floof, getting head in the booth, I'm loose, lil' bitch, getting loose I don't wanna know the truth, got in my roof, yeah I'm getting loose, nigga, getting loose I ain't going for the floof, head in the booth, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, shit, I going for the floof, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, now way, I ain't going for the floof,
1: Curren$y] Uh, scrapers in the city, on the 57 Chevy chrome, suspension switcher LS engine, came with the interior Dope pot, stir it up, got her tearing up '79 Malibu, mash down the If them niggas really wanna race, bring the bag Came through in the space coupe, new in the door, galaxy in the roof Boss in the booth, after the loot Be cool, muhfucker, nobody asked you where the money at, came back with all that Blabber-mouth gave my niggas the treasure map We know it's at, muhfucker, forget a plaque For twice you pay, homeboy, you could get it back We could call a private plane like a cab Crib extended driveway and a heli-pad, bitch
[Chorus: I'm getting loose, lil' bitch, loose I wanna know the truth, got stars in my roof, yeah I'm getting loose, nigga, getting loose I ain't going for the floof, head in the booth, yeah I'm getting loose, bitch, getting loose I don't wanna the truth, got stars in my roof, yeah I'm loose, young nigga, getting loose I ain't for the floof, getting head in the booth, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, shit, I going for the floof, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, now way, I going for the floof, what?
[Verse 2: Wiz in the hook's all that it took We gotta ask questions, we wrote the book This life way better than it You gonna get to work on foot Got these other rap niggas 10 years, ain't miss by a You could drop shit in his whip, not in Proceed with care, the set keep in the air No need for VIP passes, my team in the clear VS in all our pieces, try to call our phone, reach us We probably out the country or rolling up, playing FIFA And my cars is decent, of 'em older, some recent Leaving my keys in, this one for You gon' see a new one weekend, on gang
[Chorus: I'm getting loose, bitch, getting loose I wanna know the truth, got stars in my roof, yeah I'm getting loose, nigga, getting loose I ain't going for the floof, getting head in the booth, I'm getting loose, lil' bitch, loose I wanna know the truth, got stars in my roof, yeah I'm getting loose, young nigga, getting I ain't going for the floof, head in the booth, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, shit, I going for the floof, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, now way, I ain't for the floof, what?