In That Order (feat. Kai Ca$h)

Really

10/10 Boys

Yeah

Them **** wanksters, I just came for the jokes (Uh)

Real **** move in silence, lame **** do the most (Right)

I'm international, I ain't claimin' a coast

Big dinners, caviar came on a boat (Uh)

Mean pair of dark shades like Tone Loc

In Southern Cali where it never rains (Uh)

Gotta make it home safe, that's the daily aim (Right)

Had to put the team together like I'm Danny Ainge

Germany, had mary jane (Really)

Goin' crazy like my stimulus hit

I need a cool couple tickets, dual citizenship (Uh)

Hit your spot, then I'm spinnin' the shit

Big Yacht linen and shit

Chrome Hearts denim and shit

Yeah, militant and slick, spark a lil' piff

In the Cullinan with Vic talkin' my shit

Harlem **** get excited and start talkin' high-pitch

Like, "You **** ain't gettin' no money like this"

We got the market in a vice grip (Uh)

Put me anywhere, I'm type lit (Uh)

I got here by takin' high risks (Right)

Across the pond with my guyzas

Smokin' something strong, can't even articulate what the high is

Yeah, take risks, make moves, get the money

Yeah, take risks, make moves, get the money

(Get the money)

It's opportunity everywhere, that's if you hungry

That's if you hungry (Yeah)

Take risks, make moves, get the money (Yeah, uh)

It's a holiday, cash day, dollar day

Know crime pays, I keep a brochure, no white collar

See G6 on free trips from frequent-flight milage

With ice like a ski trip, these freezer-like diamonds

I got nothin' nice to say 'bout these ****, so I don't talk a lot

Baby back out the offer, then join a Harlem block

Shit feel unlawful how I pass around corpses

All this money dead, take it overboard, fuck a ledge

Feelin' Teflon synonymous, I'm unfuckwitable

Land to a Benz Sprinter view, bare minimum

The money turn trans how it switch up genders

Turn pinks into blues, different hues get vivid

I advise y'all to jump on board with us or fall victim

'Cause one thing I'd hate to be is y'all ****

Torn spirits, insecure, never sure ****

Tryna hide it all, poor ****, may the Lord heal 'em

This a message for the ones tryna spar

I am only God fearin', you can't ever war with me

That's a lose-lose, a couple loose screws

I'll make you **** grab a loose noose, take a smooth snooze

Keep it calm, ****

Or hang on while I dress like it's prom

Hundred stones on a charm, cover flesh like a garment

The price of my cloth, you couldn't stomach or afford it

Even on my chill shit, you couldn't wear it how I wore it

Stop it, that's out of pocket

Small circle, honestly, my crew like the Motley

Trophy on, color Oscar, wrist Metal Gear Solid

Like Snake catchin' bodies

On my plate, a lil' extra, like my steak with the broccoli

I cross boards, fuck Monopoly, I'm chess playin'

Readin' rooms before I get into 'em, X-ray 'em

Deep sigh, every line feel breathtakin'

Make this shit spooky, Wes Craven, boy, you can't tame him

Yeah