Lyrics YEAR OF THE OX CYPHER - Monotone , Ionika , C-tru , Chow Mane , Kaze Jones , Sawhee , Vici.Pr , Kevin Kloud , Tealousy , Solomon WOOK

Check, check, check, this is Ionika
This is Tealousy
It's your boy Young Dynasty
My name is L-I-O-T, LIOT
It's WOOK
Yo, Kaze Jones
It's your boy Vici
It's K-Kloud
Mi-mi-mi-mi-mi
Aye, it's your girl RÁNA
Yeah, you know who it is
Yen Won, a-k-a, Mr. Cash Currency
Aha, it's C-Tru
It's Monotone, baby

Ionika back to attack on a cypher (I'm back)
Bag all the cash, you can call me a miser (Yuh, yuh)
Blaze on every track, baby hand me the lighter
Waving at my fans, pulling up in a Chrysler (Skrrt, skrrt)

What I spit is real, yeah that's no cap (No cap)
Developing my film like a Kodak (Kodak)
Who the hell am I? You should know that (Know that)
Kimchi in my hand 'cause the flow slap (Slap)

Switch up the cadence, don't tell me you hate it
My drip is so wet that the forecast is raining (Drip, drip)
My homies all made it, one day we'll be famous
Performing on stage right in front of your faces (Woo)

Spreading the vibe, it's contagious ('Tagious)
This is Joy Ruckus, we made it (Made it)
Building my team full of Asians (Asians)
Pass on the mic 'cause we racing (Aye)

Shades down, no you can't approach me
I just wanna work on the low-key (Work on the low-key)
Do my own stunts call me Jackie, then I take a hunnid of the proceeds (Hunnid of the Proceeds)
Indie like Chance, yuh
I'm just tryna get my advance, yuh
SYBERSØL dropping big plans
Boutta blow on Tik Tok, I'ma make my own dance, do it

Art life, baby, I choose it
No backup, one shot, I can't lose it
Way back when I used to only sing acoustic
Now me and Joy Ruck boutta go stupid, yuh
I got the key, push to start if you coming with me
I ain't taking too long, yuh
Drive up to Beverly Hills, came from nothing, that one bedroom, tiny apartment (Aye)

Out in the Bay, and I'm mimicking Stephen the way that I'm steppin'
Them shorties been digging my form, so they swarming
I've noticed the double teams pop up, they coming in every direction
My flow always subject to change, but it's least a few racks
So them haters keep changing the subject
Lately, the way that I been out here packing this heat, had to go and upgrade all my Luggage

Mainstream not putting us on, gotta break down the door
Call us COVID, they don't wanna touch it
I feel for my elders, bars been ahead of my time, but the game ain't been doing me Justice
For now, I'm just vibing, could care less 'bout camera time
Write with a purpose, they listen and analyze
Money stay calling so much that my skin feeling dry
Washing hands, yeah I gotta stay sanitized, look

We the VIPs with the hotties, invite to the afterparty, ooh (Woo)
Watching from the outside, look at them sucking their thumbs
Hah, sorry not sorry (Aye, aye)
Joy Ruckus Club members vibing to the beat
Yeah, they my homies, pull up Rari's (Vroom, vroom)
Party all night, we taking hot shots 'til six in the muhfuckin' morning

좆도 못하는 래퍼들은 퇴근해 아니 시발 그만해 (Yeah, yeah)
상처받기 싫으면 pack your bags 'cause I never wanna see you unless you a fan (That's Right)
Look at me now spitting bars in a single take
Something that'll take you years in the make
L to the I-O-T, that's LIOT, right there, fucking the Hip-Hop stage (Yeah)

Twenty-three, right now I'm Michael J
Writing more verses than the Bible, aye
Making rivals of my idols, hey
They waiting on me to go viral, wait
Took my first step with the J-R-C
Soon enough, everyone'll pay for me
Before J. Cole, I was a K.O.D
Wanna be FANXI, sign me K-O-Z

They told me open my eyes
So I got my third one open wide
Roaming like a ronin, meditating oceanside
Easy, breezy, see me flexing like the Genie
Being dreamy, we be cheeky
I say, "How you doin'?" like I'm friends with Phoebe, hah

JRC, and we hold it down
From the mainstream trap to the underground
Yo, we be spittin' on the mic, and we pass it around
I'm a highlander, dawg like Quentin McCloud
Step into the ring if you wanna free
'Cause I'm cold as ice like Mr. Freeze
In the dark night with a fat can like I'm Batman
Somersault, hit the wall and peace

Let me stop, let me back it up
Only boom bap shit, party after 'cause
I gotta keep on grindin', gotta finish up assignments
I'm a master of the arts, and I'm ready to bust
L.A. all the way to Tokyo
Step into the game, and I put it in chokeholds
Throw you to the ropes, but you sayin' you king
You be lyin' out ya ass, new name's Pinocchio

JRC 3, and I cannot lie, call me V-I, yeah C to the I
Vici is the name, let me put it in ya brain
Real tough like get it stuck like a stain
Put respect on my name one time
Freshest young gun since the day of '09
Put me on the stage, and I ask y'all to see
Wanna be him, you can be like me

No way, god damn, it's the plan that I made
Only bad bitches, and they rock Kate Spade
Please don't judge, put me up on a stand
Music everywhere like a household brand
It's that goal, where we wanna go?
Don't stop now, mash the pedal to the flo'
Cruising down the highway, living life my way
Unapologetic on the mic, I still slay, aye, on god

Hunnid racks on my lap (Yuh)
Keep that cash on me like masks (Uh-huh)
So you know I gotta stay strapped (Yuh)
I got money on the way

Call me K-Pop, I straight up might shoot ya (Pow)
Sorry, I fooled ya (My bad)
She see how I move, now she wishin' that I knew her

After the party, she hop in my Rolls (Let's go)
Homegirl's all jealous, they callin' us goals (Bye, bye)
Go for a date, okay
Relationships, no way

JRC 3, now my bitches 3D
No more waifus for me
I might wipe ya nose clean, yeah, yeah

I don't be checkin' no mails in the new year
All my envelopes read
I don't even care who lives in the White House, huh
All my presidents dead
Now I got a bad RiRi eatin' hagou
Order her to go eat the box out
White on her face like Rothschild
When I'm not with her, who she fuckin' all think 'bout, yee

Oopise daisy
I was fuckin' in a new Mercedes
AMG wheels new, I paid it
Damn cop pull me over 'cause he racist
Black lives matter, yellow lives matter too
My nigga laugh like a kid again when he shoots
We are not that same, you a lame, smokin' boof
We don't want the fame, we just came for the loot
Cash, cash, cash

I'm in a droptop slappin' BLACKPINK (How you like that)
Two best friends kissin' in the backseat (Aye)
I'ma take one home, bend her over the sink (Yee)
Let the other go 'cause my dog tryna beat
Man, I'm way too sick, need a COVID vaccine (Aye, aye)
I'm in SFC with Sawhee off a LSD (Aye)
Prada steppers on my feet, I got like twenty of these
She make me eat the pussy out like it's a delicacy (Tasty)
I got a bitch look like honey cocaine (Honey cocaine)
And I got 37 diamonds in my chain
Autopilot in the whip, it switch lanes (Skrrt)
Kush strong it could bench four plates, uh

West coast comin' out the South Bay (Aye)
Baby this meat not cheap, it's gourmet
I might hit it no rubber in the bathroom at Toebang
Afterparty with my dogs, run a choo-choo train, bitch (Choo-choo)

I might walk up in this bitch like I'm Asian
Please don't test my patience
I don't got no time for no motherfuckin' lame shit
JDM, the lane switch, YEN WON some Bay shit, huh

Notifs blowing up my phone
Say they got it for the low
I might go and switch the flow
Just to flex up, Mr. Cash Currency
Get your fuckin' checks up
If I'm kicking shit, you know I got the Nike checks face up
Pay stubs on, speaking calmly
Thought the flow off-beat
But it's really on me
Your crowd just like some zombies
Bro, I get a hyphy
If they ever wanna shut me down, off me

But I'm gonna hold it down
And that's on the posse
Lucky eights, my whole clique, I got them, they got me
And that's on facts, I speak no cap
If you tryna get tapped in, please just call me back, Yen

Uh, I'm smokin' on trees
Rollin' on Ds
My flow is so sick, I'ma sneeze (Achoo)
Rap is a breeze, I got the keys
I'm Filipino-Chinese

They look at my race and tell me to my face
I don't belong in this place
But I get ahead and they gotta chase, ooh
I end up winning the race

Got them on they knees
America tellin' me, "Please, don't gimme that Asian disease"
COVID, I'm over it
They like to blame it us
Government, they got no trust, facts

So put up your fists if ya feelin' this
No more bullshit, time for a shift
Fuck the 'model minority' myth

We out here flippin' the beat
Asians here making a scene, uh
But you better know I'm brown & proud
FilAm queen shakin' the house, yuh

I spit with the boys in the game
You gonna know me and my name
Ya girl here pavin' the way
Trailblazin' every single night and day

The sun got nothin' me
I'm the fire, rising star that you ever did see
Baby, I dare you to try and chase me
RÁNA means queen, I'm fuckin' royalty

Bow down, get under
My power's louder than thunder
Got you blundered in wonder
Mic pass, Joy Ruckus class, woo

Every single flow that I flip is
Different like my intuition
Medicine with some ammunition
Why do they lack inhibition, aye

Let me cut the shit
Put your soul back in remission
Ready for Lyft off in an instant
I'm exactly what the game been missing (Woo)

On my lunar shit, fly to the moon with a crew that's lit
With a mic, and a hook, and a tune, and a rift
I came to conquer and rule this shit
And universe like, "Who this is?"
She looked through me, all rude and shit
But before she could speak, I was out the door
I know my shit super legit

Happy new year and shit
Don't get stupid again, aye

Happy new year and shit
Don't get stupid again
Year of the Ox, woo