SMELL LIKE MONEY

[Chorus: Lucretius]
I wanna taste like money (Racks)
I wanna taste like money (Go)
I wanna taste like money (Racks)
I wanna taste like money (Go)
I wanna smell like guala (Guala)
I wanna smell like guala (Guala)
I wanna smell like guala (Guala)
I wanna smell like guala (Guala)

[Verse: Lucretius]
I just wanna hold a lotta money in my hands
I just wanna know how it feels
I got tired of being broke independent
I said fuck that shit and signed a deal
But it didn't happen how I thought it would
Been two years and I haven't made a mil
So the money takes patience, doesn't it?
Thought I wasn't sick enough, but I was ill
Either it's free, you believe, or it's paid for
Manager could put your whole camp on payroll
One year advance, three years worth of progress
Four bad things on Lu, no Ason
Mm sha wapenga
Plus unde cadance yakabva kudenga*
O dislikes, kana one anovenga*
Forever may sun be the the source of ma- jealous *
And I heard a whole lot of talk about
Nanana is he hardest out
Establishing dominance, ready baby, I'm coming now
And I'm never pulling out till it's gushing out and running out of you like melted milky bar water fountain
Question to you all niggas, are you for real about it?
Are you familiar with the pain that a killer sound is?
What wants beef? The worse, like we were splitting spouses
Adesanyad the conflict and youncant kick around it huh?
Been making a moves for a minute, I wasn't all in but low-key I could body
Driver took me to the crib
I'm what in Mzansi we'd know as 'cheese boy'
Pussy you swear that you dreaming, I'll pinch...
Nah I'll slap you, you better believe boy
You'd swear I was typing emojis, the way that I'm back in the space to delete boys
Pressure era, know you struggling to breathe boys
All Hancock in your cheeks boys
Listen, I'm the reason that your church baby cheats boys
It's the game, l got cheats boys
Scripting lyrics, pussy's getting destroyed
Like an enemy and every troop available is deployed to the pin point
Point being, point blank period, I'm molten lava
Fire lord, like Zuko's father
Fire lord, a pyrotechnic, technique
Fire more than CEO mid lockdown
Fire wall, can't data basic ting
Only fire hose, like twin towers got knocked down
Fire notes, 10 co-signs, two songs out
Fire quotes, it's ten K, one verse now

[Chorus: Lucretius]
I wanna taste like money (Racks)
I wanna taste like money (Go)
I wanna taste like money (Racks)
I wanna taste like money (Go)
I wanna smell like guala (Guala)
I wanna smell like guala (Guala)
I wanna smell like guala (Guala)
I wanna smell like guala (Guala)

I wanna taste like money (Racks)
I wanna taste like money (Go)
I wanna taste like money (Racks)
I wanna taste like money (Go)
I wanna smell like guala (Guala)
I wanna smell like guala (Guala)
I wanna smell like guala (Guala)
I wanna smell like guala (Guala)

I wanna taste like money (Racks)
I wanna taste like money (Go)
I wanna taste like money (Racks)
I wanna taste like money (Go)
I wanna smell like guala (Guala)
I wanna smell like guala (Guala)
I wanna smell like guala (Guala)
I wanna smell like guala (Guala)