Wolfɇ (Hip-Hop)
Chopped lettuce.
[Chorus]
Got the cash stacked up like chopped lettuce
Like chopped lettuce
Like chopped lettuce
Got the cash stacked up like chopped lettuce
Like chopped lettuce
Like chopped lettuce
[Verse 1]
Don't forget the relish
For the girls, I got the dressing
If it's too spicy, just squeeze a little lemon
Smother her in green, that's my fetish
Running for the money, you'd think that I'm athletic
Call me, Smeagol; that's my precious
Money equals next up; don't be jealous
That's pathetic
If you verse me, you'll regret it
I mean at least give me some credit
Fuck the hype songs, this is poetic
I was born for this music, it's genetic
Fuck the fake friends, that's synthetic
They call me rap god, but that's overzealous
I just run this shit, call me Polaris
[Chorus]
Got the cash stacked up like chopped lettuce
Like chopped lettuce
Like chopped lettuce
Got the cash stacked up like chopped lettuce
Like chopped lettuce
Like chopped lettuce
[Verse 2]
Take a trip to Paris
I'm about to fucking tear this
I'm about to fucking take this place down
I'm the menace
Somebody call a medic
The ball's in my premises
That's game, set, & match
Just call it tennis
Once I'm done, you're gonna need a dentist
You're gonna need prosthetics
You'll wanna be my apprentice
You'll wanna try to take this
You'll wanna try to take this
Once you see me stack this cash like lettuce
[Chorus]
Got the cash stacked up like chopped lettuce
Like chopped lettuce
Like chopped lettuce
Got the cash stacked up like chopped lettuce
Like chopped lettuce
Like chopped lettuce