Letra In that order Smoke Dza

In that order

Really
10/10 Boys
Yeah

Them niggas wanksters, I just came for the jokes (Uh)
Real niggas move in silence, lame niggas do the most (Right)
I'm international, I ain't claimin' a coast
Big dinners, caviar came on a boat (Uh)
Mean pair of dark shades like Tone Loc
In Southern Cali where it never rains (Uh)
Gotta make it home safe, that's the daily aim (Right)
Had to put the team together like I'm Danny Ainge
Germany, had mary jane (Really)
Goin' crazy like my stimulus hit
I need a cool couple tickets, dual citizenship (Uh)
Hit your spot, then I'm spinnin' the shit
Big Yacht linen and shit
Chrome Hearts denim and shit
Yeah, militant and slick, spark a lil' piff
In the Cullinan with Vic talkin' my shit
Harlem niggas get excited and start talkin' high-pitch
Like, "You niggas ain't gettin' no money like this"
We got the market in a vice grip (Uh)
Put me anywhere, I'm type lit (Uh)
I got here by takin' high risks (Right)
Across the pond with my guyzas
Smokin' something strong, can't even articulate what the high is

Yeah, take risks, make moves, get the money
Yeah, take risks, make moves, get the money
(Get the money)
It's opportunity everywhere, that's if you hungry
That's if you hungry (Yeah)
Take risks, make moves, get the money (Yeah, uh)

It's a holiday, cash day, dollar day
Know crime pays, I keep a brochure, no white collar
See G6 on free trips from frequent-flight milage
With ice like a ski trip, these freezer-like diamonds
I got nothin' nice to say 'bout these niggas, so I don't talk a lot
Baby back out the offer, then join a Harlem block
Shit feel unlawful how I pass around corpses
All this money dead, take it overboard, fuck a ledge
Feelin' Teflon synonymous, I'm unfuckwitable
Land to a Benz Sprinter view, bare minimum
The money turn trans how it switch up genders
Turn pinks into blues, different hues get vivid
I advise y'all to jump on board with us or fall victim
'Cause one thing I'd hate to be is y'all niggas
Torn spirits, insecure, never sure niggas
Tryna hide it all, poor niggas, may the Lord heal 'em
This a message for the ones tryna spar
I am only God fearin', you can't ever war with me
That's a lose-lose, a couple loose screws
I'll make you niggas grab a loose noose, take a smooth snooze
Keep it calm, nigga
Or hang on while I dress like it's prom
Hundred stones on a charm, cover flesh like a garment
The price of my cloth, you couldn't stomach or afford it
Even on my chill shit, you couldn't wear it how I wore it
Stop it, that's out of pocket
Small circle, honestly, my crew like the Motley
Trophy on, color Oscar, wrist Metal Gear Solid
Like Snake catchin' bodies
On my plate, a lil' extra, like my steak with the broccoli
I cross boards, fuck Monopoly, I'm chess playin'
Readin' rooms before I get into 'em, X-ray 'em
Deep sigh, every line feel breathtakin'
Make this shit spooky, Wes Craven, boy, you can't tame him
Yeah