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 nigga 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 whatchu 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 nigga 6 pack

Better keep that thing stacked and packed up like backpacks

Nigga 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]