letra de cash card d3mon - mud.consumer
get back to work
buss it from my pockets i’m a cash card demon
beam it from my pockets
yeah my credit score bleedin’
bleedin’
bleedin’
one shot, bleedin’
gimme all my slats
yeah my slots
b-tch we’re leaving
louis on my c-ck
b-tch, yeah you know i’m peenin’
takin’ all these shots
with the face i’m leanin’
leanin’
leanin’
one buck’s sleepin’
i’m a dirty slat
yeah i’m out for the season
what the f-ck you want?
i’ve been dropped up, dancin’
f-ckin’ who i want
got a rich six figs
what the f-ck you thought?
got a rich six figs
who the f-ck you thought?
who the f-ck you thought?
i- i- i’m a little vamp boy
slit your throat, bleedin’
only f-cking god
cuz’ they like that i’m a demon
demon
demon
b-tch, i’m a demon
smokin’ on that loud pad
b-tch i’m fiendin’
diamonds on my t–th
yeah you know i stay cheesin’
all my diamonds dancin’
b-tch they gleaming’
glеamin’
gleamin’
my diamonds they gleamin’
i’m so f-cking hot
b-tch you know i stay stеamin’
what the f-ck you want?
i’ve been dropped up, dancin’
f-ckin’ who i want
got a rich six figs
what the f-ck you thought?
got a rich six figs
who the f-ck you thought?
who the f-ck you thought?
when i play them cards
yeah you know i ain’t dealin’
i’ll play them f-cking on
you know i ain’t leerin’
drivin’ with the squad
and i wonder who’s steerin’?
walking through life
and i wonder what’s the meanin’?
meanin’
meanin’
girl, what you feelin’?
i’m dreamin’
i’m steamin’
call me mr. bleezin’
“mr. bleezin’, can you please please leave it in?”
“i love it when you squeezin'”
that’s your girl bleedin’
smokin’ all these blunts like them big tree (tree, tree)
rollin’ down the windows and you know my whip bleedin’
speedin’
drivin’ down the freeway goin’ a6 even
cops pull me over cuz’ you know them boys schemin’
moving through life like a marijuana demon
creepin’
heatbeat’s peakin’
they can’t style trip
i don’t want the free kicks
i get change in life
with these bae boos
listen when i’m speakin’
what the f-ck you want?
i’ve been dropped up, dancin’
f-ckin’ who i want
got a rich six figs
what the f-ck you thought?
got a rich six figs
who the f-ck you thought?
who the f-ck you thought?
meanin’
meanin’
girl, what you feelin’?
i’m dreamin’
i’m steamin’
call me mr. bleezin’
“mr. bleezin’, can you please please leave it in?”
only f-cking god
cuz’ they like that i’m a demon
get back to work
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