letra de repeat - cash click boog
[verse]
throwin’ money, keep that gang in here on repeat
my single made more money than your cd
spillin’ ashes on my denims, we in leechy
yellow b-tches only, used to have a crush on deedee
pull up to the icicle and td
bro snuck that thing in here again, that’s my bg
always got a robe when you see me
all them n-ggas hatin’ on me really wanna be me
my b-tches know each other, shout out tc
real tino, he was havin’ money, go ask tt
big dog keep his word, word to dz
pull up to betrayal ’bout it, day you gon’ see me
money buldgin’ out my pants, it’s a large amount
turn your whole crib into the slaughterhouse
diamonds dancin’ in my chain, i brought the water out
flippin’ bows and stackin’ pros is what it’s all about
n-gga rap ain’t put no food up in my daughter’s mouth
sellin’ crack, i had to move up out my mama’s house
big steveo told me never let a n-gga caught me out
and he told me never let a female dog me out
bands, on gang gang, yeah we all fed
boss man, i drop bands on your boss head
harry in there whippin’ white, them ain’t boiled eggs
the work jumpin’ out the pot just like frogs man
we the ones shootin’ first, ain’t no shootin’ back
couple bands, imagine what your b-tch’ll do for that
they say i changed, i ain’t actin’ how i used to act
ain’t nothin’ changed but my change, i got stupid racks
lil b-tch gave me her heart and i threw it back
’cause when they know you havin’ money they get too attached
b-tch free dada, bring my shooter back
mylo, he just bought a baby k, we walk-through with that
better stay up in your lane or we gon’ ho you dog
mac strap on my shoulder, these ain’t overalls
police ever ask me somethin’, i don’t know at all
police ever ask you somethin’, you roll on your dog
ayy, ayy, cmc chain comin’ bust down
now i made it to the d, that’s a touchdown
we’ll strip you out your sh-t, lay the f-ck down
whoever don’t up that stash gon’ get bust now
clique poppin’ so them b-tches wanna f-ck now
name ringin’ so them labels like what’s up now
n-ggas fakin’ out here, actin’ like my bruh now
n-ggas hatin’, i’ma feed ’em to my bloodhounds
clique poppin’ so them b-tches wanna f-ck now
name ringin’ so them labels like what’s up now
n-ggas fakin’ out here, actin’ like my bruh now
n-ggas hatin’, i’ma feed ’em to my bloodhounds, gang
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