Lyrics
"C'mon, I'm broke baby! I ain't got no money!"
"Bullshit, I see you shining nigga..."
"I can smell a motherfucker with money"
"Even Ray Charles can see you got money!"
Richter scale, I got em quaking
Down to duel (juul) like vaping
I hate I have to say this
But I'm loving all these payments
I ain't stayed the same but I ain't saying that I'm changing
My game just elevated so I'm cutting off the paigons
Ain't no shame in stating he's a beg so imma shame him
It was Archie, Jad, pen and pad, now Iliad contagious
Spray the oud cos that's my fragrance
Fit go super saiyan
When it's five aside, they pick me last
Cos I'm never playing
And these rhymes are what I get off
Spray it like a m4
Spray down the whip with sauvage but it stink more
I'm creeping through the back door
I don't like to talk much
Jumping on the stage like I'm Corbin Bleu that's double dutch
Did I just make another one
Never sign the dotted line
Bet my ex still hates my guts
She gotta see me all the time
Lamelo Ball, another dime
Flip the switch
Game recognises game
So that's how I picked the friends I'm with
I'm eating good, brought a bib
Weed em out, bought the civ
Your IQ 7-2 ain't fucking with your thoughtlessness
Like I've got so much more to give
Grind the pie in tom and jerry
Cracked the seal and I was floating when I caught a whiff
Don't care who she talking with
Plus I know better
I got 3 lovely women who I gotta share my quarters with
Icey goats n slaughter shit
If the beat has any sort of consciousness
It would see me grab the mic n dip
Cah we both know I'm killing it
Any given day or week
How I keep this rap shit up with bare responsibilities
This uni shit is killing me but somehow I still got the drop
Maybe in the future I'll be getting niggas out the box
Maybe in the future, it's 100k to hit the dance
In the future they'll be begging for a second chance
Ain't asking for alot, no Lance
I might take a trip to France
First 2 grand and it reminds me who I am
Usually I keep the cash in my hand
Got a couple Ps but I'm in need of the bands
Only a couple Gs, cah my circle don't need no fans
It's high degrees cos this grill has got her roastin for man
(Wow, wow, look)
But, money makin', that's priority
Stacking bands and staying quiet, that's the policy
Did me dirty, I ain't seeking no apology
Lying on your mums, you don't know nothing bout no honesty ... but
What does it feel like when I match your expectations
Or better yet when I exceed em
Same man who used to call me lanky
Said i look like general grievous
Be the man who stay harassing for a feature
Plus I need my sleep, if I don't get it, I'm a creature
Imma bark at niggas, there won't be no nice to meet ya
If I'm too rude, they might cancel me a week or two
Come back like a season flu
Keep em shocked, I'm Pikachu
Don't know what that is to you
I'm rapping round like hula hoops
9th cloud settings, this the shit that you ain't see in news
Funny when I'm betting on myself it's like I never lose
My temper border Russian so my anger level Belarus
"Nah g, didn't mean it", don't come at me with that dead excuse
The sirens won't be sent for you
Cah Jad turn faces red and blue
I wish i was joking but he get more vexed than Kim Jong Un
And once you press that button, it goes 'clickclickclickclick'
BOOOOOOM