Currency

[Verse 1] Cakey don’t kiss ass but my nigga do I’m overseas sun tanning on a yacht cruise In Manila in my loafers made a baboon Fuck a nigger so good he went and copped two Black pitbull eye color sky blue Bought him out in Tokyo named him haiku So cunt potty trained him with the bible Why niggers wait till you hot to come and try you And that’s word to my weave I be coming at these niggas like a bitch in 3-D When the killa in the mix all these shady bitches peace See - they about drama I’m about chi Cheddar or whatever that’s no kiki Why these replicunts be tryna do it like me See - ya shit lukewarm my shit 3rd degree Finna catch a cold front like my grill on freeze But you really tryna do Seen you at the bar with your itty biddy crew Pop that shit when the killa come through Talking boom bye bye all in your rearview [Hook] I’ma need my money I’m about my money Brrrr kat (2x) Ima need that money money gimme money money [Verse 2] How many rappers even fucking with my pen game 16 cook em up like propane Getting mine all day watching soul train Blue print - cunt bitch - I’m in my own lane Flip the script new shit I’m in my own plane Landed out in LA just to get brain Seen a bitch in the flesh went insane My hand out kiss the pinky on the mood rang All that that tah dat da dat My canines got chin straps I’m coming at you hard and nutting on a nigger 6 pack Better keep that thing stacked and packed up like backpacks Nigger you a goner lay the burner to your snapback If I’m in the spot you know I’m dubbing where the cash at One hitter quitter top figures Where ya stash at Cakey talk currency cause money I’m about that nigga [Hook]