[Hook: Saint Chris]
Two dollars, half a soda, and some good weed
Run that sh** at top speed
Feeling like I don't need anybody
I'm a god damn king and this my dynasty
You way too much for me
So whatchu want from me
[Verse 1: Saint Chris]
I never needed nobody
I never
I never needed nobody
Never picked from no apple tree
Got your b**h ridin like the cavalry
Drown me in promethazine
Smoke under the ocean like a coral tree
Aye
Everybody want a piece of me
I be on the grill and we eating like obesity
I be face to face with the money call that visa vis
I be going fast with the frequencies
Calling up the ancestors royalty
Empty out the bottle like a vacancy
Aye
I be really with the sh**s, while you really with the fakery
You really with the counterfeit
You really on some stupid sh**
Aye
Call me barber catch a fade, yo I got money to my name
And if you see me in the streets then don't you test me, I got flame
Homies always throwing shade, yeah I got palm trees
Plenty b**hes on me
No I never listen, I don't know what you told me
Oh, I think you owe me
Always actin different that ain't me, no that's the old me
Catch me in Korea, smoking California green like a chimney
Writing all my sh** like it's a prophecy
My igloo lookin frosty
Counting up the green like it's broccoli, can't take no one serious, it's comedy
This ain't no democracy, I'm lord
I be grinding like a sword
And if I catch you with your allies, I be running up the horde
[Hook: Saint Chris and David The Peruvian]
Two dollars, half a soda, and some good weed
Run that sh** at top speed
Feeling like I don't need anybody
I'm a god damn king, and this my dynasty
You way too much for me
So whatchu want from me
[Verse 2: David The Peruvian]
Eat my cup of noodles, that's my ramen yo
You know that I'm bombing I'm phenomenal
And I even play some dominos
Shout out to my uncle, 'cause you know that we the bombest, oh
Lose that top
Whose b**bs rock?
White tank top with the see through spots
Come down my way, shout out to my bae
Today I won't wait on it, I'm gonna take on it
Baby, no snakes on my plane
Fire dick, pipe her down, you know she played on it
Ice cold freshest in my town
Crown royal, rounds
I'm spoiled, shots, shots
Hey, rounds
Yah
Fill my cup, up to the brim
Seal that blunt, I'm gonna win
High off that dust, high off that syn
Pilot tonight off the end
[Outro: Saint Chris And David The Peruvian]
Two dollars, half a soda, and some good weed
Run that sh** at top speed
I'm a god damn king and this my dynasty
You way too much for me
So whatchu want from me
Aye