​bread lyrics

[Chorus: MOL$]
I'm about that cash
f*ck it, I'll accept Yen
I'ma eat that ass like I'm like Kaneki Ken
If it ain't 'bout money, then I'll leave you on read
If you ain't gon' show, then I'll take my bread, like, yeah

[Verse 1: MOL$]
Damn, can you hop up off my di*k?
It's so loud up in this call, I swear I cannot hear me think
Got some MOL$ white knights tryna guard me like I'm little
You annoying little b*tch, I'll throw your carcass on the griddle, ayy, yeah
I'm about that, right, I'm about that pen
Call me H3, talkin' 'bout MOL$, that's a ten (That's a ten)
That's a Perc 3,000,000
Eat the whole thing, got me feeling real pretty, uhm
Sike, nah b*tch, I don't smoke at all b*tch
Bars, you know they flawless
MOL$ the G.O.A.T., he got it

[Verse 2: Wonder]
Ha, wait, I think I like that b*tch
She let me beat the pus*y up all over Skype and sh*t
In that lil' b*tch better go 'head and take her vitamins
'Cause I will make sure that she healthy when I pipe that sh*t
She like, "What you get for Christmas?"
I got drip, b*tch
And she let me wear her lips, that lil' b*tch is lipless
You been talkin' like I give sh*t, I do not give sh*ts
It's like, you can catch this di*k, b*tch
It's on my wish list, huh, wait, yeah, uh
I'm a bad b*tch, you mother f*ckers can't handle it
All these ho's been actin' fake, like Kevin Durant a b*tch
With the way I'm makin' hits, I'm just up like Mickey Mantle, b*tch
You've been firing these shots, you just might run out of ammo, b*tch, ayy

[Outro]
Allison, can you explain what internet is?