Kaioken - Get This Money Lyrics

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 motherf*cker 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 f*ckin brand
Out the mud out the sand

All my dawgs is f*ckin hungry
We gon' get this f*ckin 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 f*ckin 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 f*ckin 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 motherf*ckers 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 motherf*cker who am I
A marathon never ends in a f*cking 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 f*ckin brand
Out the mud out the sand

All my dawgs is f*ckin hungry
We gon' get this f*ckin 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