El Camino

[Hook: Mary Gold] And we roll up in the El Camino Cruising down south in the El Camino Light one up in the El Camino And we roll up in the El Camino So as we riding by So as we riding by So as we riding by [Verse: Curren$y] Uh, mama please, twist the trees While I get dressed and look for car keys Start to crank V8, 350 quickly in the breeze like piling Got yo allergies wilding Sneeze cause the nigga so cold when he roll Forgiato, three-piece gold Not everybody to do it, not everybody that’s fluent And that money talk, Spitta a killa I should write these lyrics in crime scene chalk Now take a walk on the side where the jets reside Stay high, stay fly, always ready to ride Ice cream paint job, smelling like weed on the inside No question, Chevrolet my obsession Every month I gotta get one, this check will cop my next one Corvette selection, Monte Carlo collection But that El Camino classic perfection Bitches always looking in his direction [Hook: Mary Gold]