Curry Jersey lyrics

[Intro: YG]
400

[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo]
I take my life way too serious, so don’t play with me
Can’t have that strap in certain states, but it stay with me
It got thirty shots on it like a Curry jersey
Get him hit broad day, call it public service
I'ma give your ass a makeover, them bullets gone take over
Ain’t no game, you can’t play over, white chalk you like Crayola
Comin' from the bottom like me, how you hate on this sh*t?
I heard they want me dead, you gotta wait on that sh*t

[Verse 1: Moneybagg Yo]
Let me show you how I’m livin', take you on a tutorial
Smoke a three-five, totin' a thirty, I’m already a Warrior
You want beef, we throw cookouts like the day was Memorial
In LA, she overseas, I flew her in through LaGuardia
I’m worth too much, no fighting
Whole lotta bread, still viking
Kel-Tech or a Glock-19, get hit, sprayed up like Creed
Don’t think just 'cause I rap, all that cap gon' get you clapped
n*gga you not from the streets, might get lost, need Google Maps
I’m back on that gang sh*t again, we goin' 400 Federal
I won’t get a plain wrist again, eat up the drip like an edible (Medicine)
DrumGod on the beat, a lot of money stackin' neat (6'3")
Last second buzzer beater, alley-hoop to YG
[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo & YG]
I take my life way too serious, so don’t play with me
Can’t have that strap in certain states, but it stay with me
It got thirty shots on it like a Curry jersey
Get him hit broad day, call it public service
I'ma give your ass a makeover, them bullets gone take over
Ain’t no game, you can’t play over, white chalk you like Crayola
Comin' from the bottom like me, how you hate on this sh*t?
I heard they want me dead, you gotta wait on that sh*t (400)

[Verse 2: YG]
Wait, wait, wait, wait
Deuce deuce deuce, five forty, Glock, K
Brand new Jeep Wag', with no license plates
Incognito, hundred percent my tint rate
I’m striped out the game, I got the Glock on me b*tch
I’m out on bail, I’m feelin like 2Pac in this b*tch
If Psych see an opp, then bodies might drop in this b*tch
It's my life or your life and you ain’t stopping me b*tch
"YG put the gun down, have security around"
You the type to sound like you have the police around
I take my life too serious, I never slip out of bounds
When YG come in town all the suwoops come out

[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo]
I take my life way too serious, so don’t play with me
Can’t have that strap in certain states, but it stay with me
It got thirty shots on it like a Curry jersey
Get him hit broad day, call it public service
I'ma give your ass a makeover, them bullets gone take over
Ain’t no game, you can’t play over, white chalk you like Crayola
Comin' from the bottom like me, how you hate on this sh*t?
I heard they want me dead, you gotta wait on that sh*t