Verse 1 (DAX):
...put all the coins in the bag, your album: I
Heard that it's bad, they know that I'm perfect, at that, (man) I swerve, man, I
Swerve on the track, triangulo right on my wrist, my God is my
Permanent tat, the sermon, I serve it in rap, had to hit
"Block" on the b, that shit all occurred in the past, stacking a
Rupee or two, the harem's a groupie or two, man, like who's PreacherDude? Got her
Truly enthused, super moody and cute, on the loose-leaf, I'm rude, putrid
Polluted too... sword on my back, and it's blue
Chorus:
...more than a
Rap when it's true, every
Rack I accrue, captured and she
Captioned it too, sword on my
Back and it's blue and you know that I'm tuckin' it
...and I'm fucking lit
Counting this zenny, y'all know what the budget is
Straight out merchant, and no: you ain't touching this
Verse 2 (Ham):
I am so fuckin' lit, you are the opposite
I see the Gucci, the Louis, I'm coppin' it
You in the game and I'm standing on top of it
If it's not money, don't care what you offering
Ain't about money, I ain't gonna talk of it
Hating on me, then you go to work clocking in
...that shit obnoxiousness
Know he a buster, I won't even call for it
...I see you in the lobby
Gettin' my fitness, I'm doin' pilates
Grinding so often but I won't be off it
'till I can buy my mom and dad a Bugatti
Materia minded, I need me the green
They said they got me but it ain't what it seems
I seen my inner circle burst at the seams
The money turning all my friends into fiends, yeah
Chorus:
...more than a
Rap when it's true, every
Rack I accrue, captured and she
Captioned it too, sword on my
Back and it's blue and you know that I'm tuckin' it
...and I'm fucking lit
Counting this zenny, y'all know what the budget is
Straight out merchant, and no: you ain't touching this
Verse 3 (Shwa):
Your money's fiction, it's all that you write about
My writing fetched me the money in high amounts
My favourite whip as a kid, I could buy it now
Still hit a lick for the right amount
Shawty my rider, we riding out
Keep me a stick if you try it out
Homie the plug, I'm gon fly him out
You bitch made
Bitch wait
Give me that zenny (zenny!)
Running your rupees
I pilfer your pennies (damn!)
Smoke, you don't want any
Zooted and looted
I'm offa the henny (woah!)
And I'm drunk as a- huh?
You ain't up with us, you not drunk enough
You might get lifted if I'm rolling up
You might get lifted if I pop the trunk
You got no bitches
Cus you only know how to talk to these women online
Uninstall tinder lil boy
Ain't nobody gon be tryna stoke up your fire
You keep on waiting for princesses
Damsels in distress to make you their knight
All that she needs is a promise
That you can get turnt up, start making her night
Chorus:
...more than a
Rap when it's true, every
Rack I accrue, captured and she
Captioned it too, sword on my
Back and it's blue and you know that I'm tuckin' it
...and I'm fucking lit
Counting this zenny, y'all know what the budget is
Straight out merchant, and no: you ain't touching this
Verse 4 (DAX):
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...put all the coins in the bag, your album: I
Heard that it's bad, they know that I'm perfect, at that, (man) I swerve, man, I
Swerve on the track, triangulo right on my wrist, my God is my
Permanent tat, the sermon, I serve it in rap, had to hit
"Block" on the b, that shit all occurred in the past, stacking a
Rupee or two, the harem's a groupie or two, man, like who's PreacherDude? Got her
Truly enthused, super moody and cute, on the loose-leaf, I'm rude, putrid
Polluted too... sword on my back, and it's blue
Chorus:
...more than a
Rap when it's true, every
Rack I accrue, captured and she
Captioned it too, sword on my
Back and it's blue and you know that I'm tuckin' it
...and I'm fucking lit
Counting this zenny, y'all know what the budget is
Straight out merchant, and no: you ain't touching this
Verse 2 (Ham):
I am so fuckin' lit, you are the opposite
I see the Gucci, the Louis, I'm coppin' it
You in the game and I'm standing on top of it
If it's not money, don't care what you offering
Ain't about money, I ain't gonna talk of it
Hating on me, then you go to work clocking in
...that shit obnoxiousness
Know he a buster, I won't even call for it
...I see you in the lobby
Gettin' my fitness, I'm doin' pilates
Grinding so often but I won't be off it
'till I can buy my mom and dad a Bugatti
Materia minded, I need me the green
They said they got me but it ain't what it seems
I seen my inner circle burst at the seams
The money turning all my friends into fiends, yeah
Chorus:
...more than a
Rap when it's true, every
Rack I accrue, captured and she
Captioned it too, sword on my
Back and it's blue and you know that I'm tuckin' it
...and I'm fucking lit
Counting this zenny, y'all know what the budget is
Straight out merchant, and no: you ain't touching this
Verse 3 (Shwa):
Your money's fiction, it's all that you write about
My writing fetched me the money in high amounts
My favourite whip as a kid, I could buy it now
Still hit a lick for the right amount
Shawty my rider, we riding out
Keep me a stick if you try it out
Homie the plug, I'm gon fly him out
You bitch made
Bitch wait
Give me that zenny (zenny!)
Running your rupees
I pilfer your pennies (damn!)
Smoke, you don't want any
Zooted and looted
I'm offa the henny (woah!)
And I'm drunk as a- huh?
You ain't up with us, you not drunk enough
You might get lifted if I'm rolling up
You might get lifted if I pop the trunk
You got no bitches
Cus you only know how to talk to these women online
Uninstall tinder lil boy
Ain't nobody gon be tryna stoke up your fire
You keep on waiting for princesses
Damsels in distress to make you their knight
All that she needs is a promise
That you can get turnt up, start making her night
Chorus:
...more than a
Rap when it's true, every
Rack I accrue, captured and she
Captioned it too, sword on my
Back and it's blue and you know that I'm tuckin' it
...and I'm fucking lit
Counting this zenny, y'all know what the budget is
Straight out merchant, and no: you ain't touching this
Verse 4 (DAX):
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( DJ DAX )
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