[Verse 1]
People talk about me but b**h I don't give a f**
I'm sitting count money, trying to find a b**h to lust
Pull up on your girlfriend in a tour bus
Pull up with her best friend in her moma Porsche
Damn, I'm so hot I call myself a walking torch
Catch me every friday smoking weed on the porch
Young king, b**h I eat with hundred dollar forks
Pure grape vines wrapped around my f**ing fork
Big blunt smoking, b**h we about to go aboard
I wake up every day and feel paid, thank the lord
Everything I got on, b**h you probably can't afford
But everything I got on made by me but ain't in stores
[Hook x2]
Damn, I can't wait to get me an accountant
Till the damn day I'm stacking money and I'm counting
Till the damn day I'm with my n***as and we lounging
Till the day I go, I keep my mind clear and cloudy
[Verse 2]
Young Kenshin Travis b**h I'm wet like fish pores
I dive in the sea and I k** to the shores
They try to bite me, but b**h I won't ever budge
I will terrorize you like your a** on The Grudge
Damn, why they talking down like I give a f**?
I don't wish sh** on a man, but good luck
Show me my opponent that he'll leave with missing guts
b**h, I'm a lion and I don't f** with scrubs
b**h