Rank4 + Cocteau Twinz (Harvey Moiseiwitsch) lyrics

[Intro]
Get ready to die
(Go, go, go)
Yeah (Go)
Go, go, go, go (Heaven or Hell, let's rock)
Go
Hi-C, man (I got some money to get)
No More Heroes 2, b*tch (I got some money to get)
You know what I'm saying? I make this sh*t look easy (I got some money to get)
Yeah

[Chorus]
I need some money, that's it (Blood, darkness, come unto me, go)
I need some money, that's it (I need some money, that's it)
I got some money to get (Hello)
I got some money to get (Hello, go)
I got some muddy to sip
Pour the Hi-Tеch in the Sierra Mist
Fill the Russian Crеam with the cookie crisp
Whole leaf to the head just like Pikmin
No, I'm not Morty, I pull up with Rick
Came with the juice, I don't gotta convince (Go)
My n*ggas pull up with hammers and sticks (Go)
They wilding out with the cannon like Nick (Go)
Hi-C that n*gga, an arrogant prick (Go)
Stomp on his head, leave a bloody footprint
Stomp on his face, got him shoegazing
Twin nines sing like Cocteau Twins
I'll pull up, n*gga, just say when
Pull up to your show, I'm at your event
n*ggas toting on chops like Rainbow Six
Make his brains fall out like New Vegas
She hate my guts, say I make her sick (Go)
When I'm in her guts still let me hit
Hi-C, surf's up, let my nuts hang ten (Go)
Let my nuts hang like ornaments (Go)
[Verse]
Keyblade in the bag just like Fun Dip (Go)
Let the hoes get high on a ketamine bliss
Put the snow in a pile, Mount Everest
I'ma do a few lines, lil' bro, that's it
Pour one or two lines, lil' bro, that's it
n*ggas getting real high when they pouring up Tris
I was getting real high on a pixie stick
n*ggas putting cocaine on they cannabis
Got a pair of Icecreams, Baskin-Robbins (Go)
I'ma slime her face, Nickelodeon (Go)
Blowing up my phone, she a psycho b*tch (Go)
Gonna suck me up like a succubus (Go, go)
Gonna ride that di*k, take every inch (Go)
I'ma f*ck her skull, tryna cave it in
I'ma shoot my load like Hadouken (Go)
Powered up on a bean like Kaioken (Go)
Wanna be my ho, got various (Go)
Should've told you no relationship (Go)
Tryna cuff that ho, n*gga, that ain't it (Go)
Leave a b*tch with broken promises (Go)
Yeah (Go), go
Pull her heartstrings like guitar riffs
f*cking on his ho, he oblivious (Go)
Lil' bro, you don't wanna know what we did (Go, okay)
Got a bankroll filled with Benjamins
n*gga work that pass just like tight end (Go)
In a two-door Porsche, chameleon (Go)
On a stamp like FedEx packages (Go)
n*gga third eye shine like crystal gem (Go, go)
Got a chop with a beam like [?] (Go)
Might strike a f*ck n*gga just like lightning (Go)
Hit a f*ckboy up, now his body stiff (Go)
Hit him with a crossbow like Legolas (Go, go)
Gonna f*ck his ho with a evil grin (Go)
n*ggas so broke, can't hang with them (Go)
You a broke boy too, you'll fit right in (Go)
Finna hit Melrose, finna spend like ten (Go)
YSL low tops, got a men's size 10 (Go)
She play that role, playing innocent (Go)
Whole world know that the ho do di*ks (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I need some money, that's it (Right now)
I need some money, that's it (I need some money, that's it)
I got some money to get (I got some money to get)
I got some money to get (I got some money to get)
I got some muddy to sip
Pour the Hi-Tech in the Sierra Mist
Fill Russian Cream with the cookie crisp
Whole leaf to the head just like Pikmin
No, I'm not Morty, I pull up with Rick
Came with the juice, I don't gotta convince (Go)
My n*ggas pull up with hammers and sticks (Go)
They wilding out with the cannon like Nick
Hi-C that n*gga, an arrogant prick (Go)
Stomp on his head, leave a bloody footprint (Go)
Stomp on his face, got him shoegazing (Go)
Twin nines sing like Cocteau Twins (Go)
I'll pull up, n*gga, just say when
Pull up to your show, I'm at your event
n*ggas toting on chops like Rainbow Six (Go)
Make his brains fall out like New Vegas
She hate my guts, say I make her sick (Go)
When I'm in her guts still let me hit (Go)
Hi-C, surf's up, let my nuts hang ten (Go)
Let my nuts hang like ornaments (Go, hello)