Car Talk - Curren$y

And I'm a Nike Head My car entice the Feds
My b***hes Porno Bred
You countin corny bread
I slice a G loaf can cop a speedboat
Can't sing but they know Spitta holding C notes
Critics say that he flow only bout w**d
They don't know about me They just judging from my Tweet Quotes
Since they don't understand him they figure that it ain't d**e
F**k 'em tho
I'm with my n***as and my b***hes
Everywhere we going my older he homie flicking pictures
He tripping cuz he just came home locked up all that time
Ain't know that I became a Don
The same way Ace Boogie put Money Mitch back on
Welcomed him with open arms
JetLife n***as wishin they was in the fold
They ain't they in the f**kin cold
I'm in the paint dunking on n***as
Expanding my crib my garage getting bigger
Call Rozay tell him sell a donk to a n***a
Or point me to expert builder
I want purple ghost flames on the hood and the fenders
Have it covered trailered delivered to the cirle of winners
I'm a be in there chillin where I parked my other race cars
Clearing out a space for my newest edition
It's Spitta The master of the Car Talk
No engine
My s**t powered by the all spark
Straight sickening