Get This Money

It's hot sake up in Ktown It's f*ck you cause my skins brown Soprano with the sit down I'm really with the shits now Moving in a thick cloud You couldn't even see me I'm the future and I smoke loud Katanas in the evening I'm smoking all you heathens I conquer and I'm creeping I'm working while you sleeping Word is bond I'm undefeated I'm the back motherfucker and I'm steady breathing Got your wifey and she shirtless I'm cruising in a cutlass I twist it like a wordsmith I'm wavy while you worthless I'm floating past the ocean I'm faded and I'm coasting Pounding on my chest and you know I'm steady boastin' I'm the king of the hill All this lean I'm feelin' trill Like Pele in Brazil Watch my flow it's so real What's the vibe you know the deal Couple scars now they healed Lead the pack like Iron man From the Bay to Japan We be smokin' candy yams Put the payment in my hand We gon' build a fuckin brand Out the mud out the sand All my dawgs is fuckin hungry We gon' get this fuckin money We gon' fly up out the country Stick my head all in the honey Count a couple Euros A couple fits from Melrose Ironic like if hell froze Keep it moving that's how shit goes I'm smokin' blunts with my 3 eyes I leave you fuckin refried I need my money knee high I'm groovy like I'm Bill Nye This as west as the Earth gets We're burning like a sunset I'm born to fuckin conquest and I'm underground like Bob Burnquist I read my raps off of untold scolls I'm like the bic to the weed and the bowl I'm painting pictures in the back of your skull I was designed to break the rules and break the mold I'm coming through with a bag and a sword Finna behead motherfuckers I'm a lord I'm necessary like an Ethernet cord The pursuit of enlightenment got me gold to the core It's the legend of the lightsaber That C.R.E.A.M. paper It's Kobe on the Lakers All praise to my creator I got a monocle on my 3rd eye A couple bong hits now I'm lookin' past the sky It's Jackie Chan in this motherfucker who am I A marathon never ends in a fucking tie Lead the pack like Iron man From the Bay to Japan We be smokin' candy yams Put the payment in my hand We gon' build a fuckin brand Out the mud out the sand All my dawgs is fuckin hungry We gon' get this fuckin money We gon' fly up out the country Stick my head all in the honey Count a couple Euros A couple fits from Melrose Ironic like if hell froze Keep it moving that's how shit goes