Pt. I: Periegá Alter Mind

[Intro]
Give me your fucking money!
(Prayin' to God when I wake up. Young n***a finna take off)
I hate gravity!

[Hook 1]
Get it and go
Fuck it, I beat it and blow (boom, boom)
Get to the bad and I shit on my foes
Light up a doobie, I'm breathin' the smoke
Mh-mh, word in the street is I'm killin' 'em all
Really I know, believe it, I rose, mh-mh

[Verse 1]
I am a flower that fell on the sun, I'm the seed o' the chose
Bitch on my side and I'm leanin' on both
Livin' to hold it down, I'm with the Motion Sounds
Your girl is open now, seein' a R.O.A.T
Feelin' the chose, I don't keep numbers, I'm keepin' the code
Showin' no love whеn I'm pimpin' my hoes
Step in my crib, all you seein' is smoke

[Verse 2]
Mh, look, I'ma work it for a four door coupе
Takin' every shot in a flash every second like a photoshoot
Always on the lead and they follow suit
Ain't nobody sleep like Nthosko could
On Oz, ballin' like Kobe
They don't really know me
I can run the game like Reece in Jozi
Please get off me
Gettin' to the bag like Nomzi

[Verse 3]
Give it up, dawg, hating my shit is a critical pause
Playin' they shit is like lyrical flaws
Swimming with sharks, I got pivotal jaws
Playin' for keeps with a minimal cause
Mh-mh, hits on a low with a typical course
Goin' to war with the lyrical gods
I think it's time that I switch it up, dawg

[Instrumental breaks]

Pt. II: Raxion Stance & Bowdy Slades

[Intro 2: Raxion Stance]
Yeah, oh yeah yeah, yeah
Oh god

[Hook 2: Raxion Stance]
Get to the bag, get to the bag
Always down for the diba heads
Cannot care what a n***a says
Stick to the plan, stick to the plan
Look, talkin' money, I'm too focused
All these n***as tryna hold us (X2)

[Verse 4: Bowdy Slades]
All these n***as so bogus
Getting money, I'm focused
Never fucking with you petty bitches, I got pretty bitches on jokers
Get the bag and I won't just
Leave it back, I'm shouldered
Never sleepin' on my money, kinda funny how they sleepin' on sofas
Get it and go, I never fuck with a hoe
I never fuck with you bitches, I'm 'bout all my digits, I'm working for dough
Started from nothing, I know
I am the baddest for sure
Stacking more money, a woman on business is none of my jokes, my n***a just get it and go
Bury the foes
Old money telling new money that I'm old news and I know
Old hoes telling new hoes that I'm new, funny I show
Get the bag, and I get the cheque so to stay in check on the low
Never cap on the low, I, never cap on the low

[Hook 3: Raxion Stance]
Money in the bag
Tell 'em if I want it then I'll prolly get it fast
Running through these stacks, trip

[Hook 4: Raxion Stance]
Uh, money in the bag
Tell 'em if I want it then I'll prolly get it fast
Running through these stacks
Spend it in a day and get it back
Put the beat in body bag, and the mayo in the bag

[Instrumental breaks]

Pt. III: Raxion Stance & Yunit Yuniverse

[Interlude 2: Raxion Stance]
Periegá

[Hook 4: Raxion Stance]
Look, get to the bag, stick to the plan
Don't you fuck with n***as who don't flick to the cheque
I said, get to the bag, stick to the plan, trip

[Verse 5: Yunit Yuniverse]

[Outro]
A lot of people cook that mythological scripture that says that money is the root of all ev-evil. It's the love of money that's the root of evil
I hate gravity!