I'm sprinting to the money

I hope I got a fast 40 time

All I know is I got a flow that's as hot as summertime

And a buncha rhymes, that's known to baffle minds

And old school style, yeah I shop when I travel time

Eat these rappers, no doubt that I'm a carnivore

Find a whore and give her pipe the size of a dinosaur

Haha, that's sure to leave her kinda sore

But guarentee tomorrow she will be back for more

Got ya girlie twerking fast, giving me whiplash

I get cash, go to the mall and spend it quick fast

You hatin' niggas out here makin' death threats

My biggest concern is which chick I'mma smash next

We get racks, swipe black cards and cash checks

Go far with bad broads and have sex

Audamars, convertible cars and iced necks

About my currency, so you know I'm jet set

YBD's the click, yeah you know we rep that

Till I'm in the grave, sleepin' in my death bed

Even then I throw the sign from the heavens

Ya head gassed up like 7-11

Uh, I'm the best out, most certainly

Nothing you haters ever doin' is really hurtin me

I just make your girlfriend get on her knees

Then I get at them lips like Burt's Bee's

You niggas gayer than 8 guys blowin 9 guys

Me and money go together like chemicals, cyanide

I'm on my big shh, yeah, horse flies

Why lie? I'm the prince like cyhi

You throwin' shots but your aim is terrible you have no hope

Bet you couldn't even hit the ocean from a boat

I'm 15 with lyrical charisma that is twice my age

Lyrics got you lost, yeah you trapped in a lyrical maze

Camo shorts on, general, major payne

Ballin' on these niggas, pass me the gatorade

Turning to the darkside I only see shades of grey

I'm makin' cake, debate your fate, I put in work on labor day

The k will spray, you'll die today

Life is priceless, but you losing it is the price you gotta pay, aye