[Produced by Taliban Ju]
[Verse 1: Boaz]
Yo, we spin the corner in the seven series (D1)
Presidential sh*t, fly secretaries
Stretch the check by any means necessary
This kush is very berry, hit the spliff and flick the cherry
They know I be higher than the jets
Quarter cut Gucci’s wool blazer with the [?]
Granite counters, marble floors
Money, hoes, diamonds, and clothes, we connoisseurs
They hate to see a hood n*gga livin’ out the penthouse suite
A topic covers, never get beneath my silk spread sheet
Dope boys doing numbers on the big spreadsheet
I was running through them things, n*gga, just last week
But you don’t hear me though
[Hook]
All I do is get money, get high
Make it drizzle on a corner when it’s getting dry
Mister get-a-pack-and-then-I-double-that
Gritty redbone b*tch, I’m f*ckin’ that
Fly chicks, fly whips, Cali kush got me on some high sh*t
Fly chicks, fly whips, penthouse, I’m living in some fly sh*t
[Verse 2: Punch]
Look, let’s do this different, let’s talk quantum physics
Was born in the bricks, transported to white picket
Fences, for how I decipher sentences
I’m wired different I’m my only known nemesis
I’m in the mirror like, you know what the business is
Million dollar businesses from sculpting all these lyricists
Look, flow Da Vinci in a Bentley
Hogging every lane, I’m Top Dawg boys is stingy
Hold the envy, provoking n*ggas in their feelings
I’m half Vulcan, I don’t feel it, no emotion, ice grill ‘em
This ain’t rappin’ it’s the release of the Kraken
This is Greek mythology on acid and I am Atlas, uh
The madness
[Hook: Boaz]
[Outro: Boaz]
I’m getting high, I’m getting money
I see how these n*ggas hatin’, that sh*t is funny
Is it ‘cause I’m getting high? Or getting money?
Wait, I know why these n*ggas hatin’, these b*tches love me
I’m getting high, I’m getting money
I see how these n*ggas hatin’, that sh*t is funny
Wait is it ‘cause I’m getting high? Or getting money?
Nah, I know why these n*ggas hatin’, these b*tches love me