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Curren$y, Freddie Gibbs & The Alchemist - New Thangs (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Curren$y
Curren$y
Vocals
Freddie Gibbs
Freddie Gibbs
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alan Maman
Alan Maman
Songwriter
Fredrick Tipton
Fredrick Tipton
Songwriter
Shante Franklin
Shante Franklin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eddie Sancho
Eddie Sancho
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Rich Gains
Rich Gains
Engineer
The Alchemist
The Alchemist
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
The white girl is Donna, another prostitute
In five years she has had five pimps
She now operates without one
I'm makin' good around love affair, and I done
Employ 'em for love affair
That's what they love, like
Everybody wants love (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And a pimp isn't going to go like that
As soon as another younger, cuter girl comes along that can make more money
I'm going after her, I can't stand (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Uh, white and yellow Airmax as I step out my Lac
Plus I smell like a pack, little cologne mixed with that
My partners always strapped, I don't be on all that
They be wherever I'm at because they know how y'all act
I pulled up in a what's this, I came out in a what's that
A little switch up move and that's a stunt double pack
They talk but never attack, I walk with God I'm relaxed
I got a Rollie collection, you duckin' bill collectors
(Gone take you to that next level)
You **** always stressin'
I'm in a suite in a Westin in a notebook sketchin'
New designs for the season, fashion week we gonna sneak 'em, yeah
[Verse 3]
Yeah, yeah, rockin' Virgil Airmax, Off-White cook crack
I got the razor blade and clippers you get your shit pushed back
I turned some shit into sugarcane a **** couldn't look back
I can't evade these gangsta ways, I guess the hood did that
One pair of shoes now I got everything to lose
Virginia street blues
Your credit score fucked up in the set, ain't paid your street dues
Pussy ass **** runnin' around with a motherfuckin' pack like you ain't
Like you did that shit before the Kane ****, Kane train bitch
You **** always stressin', I'm at a suite at the Westin
Fucked at the Waldorf Astoria with Alicia and Gloria
I promise every bitch I fucked in 2018 was a foreigner
Dead homies in my wall, I zip 'em up like the coroner
And you can passport stamp it, Usain or black Maybach it
But I still twist up in that Chevy or that Lac god damn it
And you can passport stamp it, Usain or black Maybach it
But I still twist up in that Chevy or that Lac god damn it
It's Gangsta Kane
Written by: Alan Maman, Freddie Gibbs, Shante Franklin
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