Coins

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm that prince that you slept on Let bygones be and let's get it on I'm a freaky deak god in the pantheon Tell your nigga when he see me keep his panties on 'Cause I might just read you backwards like a Holy Qu'ran Tell 'em boys when they see me, better not test what I'm on Fuck they mean by "The block is hot?" I'm on the internet and I don't fuck wit' cops My jokes are funny but my money's not We just kickin' it like karate chops Two tops, rock paper scissors You go first, I'll do the dishes I stay strapped, Sex Pistols Out here saving queens like I'm Sid Vicious Gangster like Denzel, spreadin' sheets like Excel Ain't no countin' sheep we' just goin' round and round like a carousel Tell me, how does it feel? I keep it cute but I do it well You smell me? Well, I hope I smell just like money smell [Pre-Chorus] Basic bitches see me, they think I'm acting funny They think they know what's good But they don't know 'bout stuntin' Never looking thirsty, I'm always feeling hungry Laughing out the bank, yeah yo, I'm getting money [Chorus] Me and money match, we're attached, getting my coins At school I used to trap, now I rap, I'm getting my coins Just chillin' with my camp tryna stack, I'm getting my coins Getting my coins, getting my coins [Post-Chorus] Every night and day, I be getting my coins Move out of my lane, nigga, getting my coins Heads or tails, either way, I'm getting my coins I'm getting my coins, I'm getting my coins [Verse 2] I'm that (I'm that) ballistic bomb threat, super like Nintendo NES I bring a zest haters cannot test Pitching a look that they just can't catch Accept checks or mail orders too No nigga can stop what I wanna do Watch my eyes do the dead sea scroll right over you Yes, catch your boy feeling salty, blessed and brand new Yes, I'm the cutest looking dude at the barbecue Jet setting, hopping round the Earth like a kangaroo Bitch, I'm getting mines right now 'cause it's overdue Oh, you think I'm filthy? Bitch, I'm feeling minty Empty out my pockets, all you see is 50s I'm only coppin' 60s and OZ's strictly Whiskey in the goblet, hotbox until it's misty [Pre-Chorus] Basic bitches see me, they think I'm acting funny They think they know what's good But they don't know 'bout stuntin' Never looking thirsty, I'm always feeling hungry Laughing out the bank, yeah yo, I'm getting money [Chorus] Me and money match, we're attached, getting my coins At school I used to trap, now I rap, I'm getting my coins Just chillin' with my camp tryna stack, I'm getting my coins Getting my coins, getting my coins [Post-Chorus] Every night and day, I be getting my coins Move out of my lane, nigga, getting my coins Heads or tails, either way, I'm getting my coins I'm getting my coins, I'm getting my coins [Outro] Basic bitches see me, they think I'm acting funny They think they know what's good But they don't know 'bout stuntin' Never looking thirsty, I'm always feeling hungry Laughing out the bank, yeah yo, I'm getting money