Ca$h Out
I'm in the Stu and I pass out
She want Chanel so she cash out
She wanna fuck so her ass out
All of my dogs wanna bag now
Money so quick like a flash now
Watch out I don't wanna crash now
These bitches calling me trash now
I gotta show up and splash out
Pull up the venue I smash out
We got so lit left a ash out
I went so hard got a gash now
Moshin in crowds gotta thrash out
Rolly off we boutta clash now
Pray for the drip at the mass now
808 breakin in glass now
I do not fuck with the brass now
Brand new whip
On my hip
Life's a trip
Don't sink this ship
You fuck around
Bring the shit down
Fuck with the crown
You can't be found
You fuck around
Bring the shit down
Fuck with the crown
You can't be found
So many pateks I'm losing my count
Can't say the price but what's the amount
What is the goal I'm tryna surmount
What we got lyin in my bank account
Yea
Fuck it we back on the road
Sellin out all of these shows
Shit I just put on a load
Yea
Fuck it I'm bout to explode
All of that money you owe
Time to pay up man you grown
Yea
Icy hot diamonds they glow
Fuck gettin bread I get dough
In love with switching the flow
Brand new whip
On my hip
Life's a trip
Don't sink this ship
You fuck around
Bring the shit down
Fuck with the crown
You can't be found
You fuck around
Bring the shit down
Fuck with the crown
You can't be found
She want Chanel so she cash out
She wanna fuck so her ass out
All of my dogs wanna bag now
Money so quick like a flash now
Watch out I don't wanna crash now
These bitches calling me trash now
I gotta show up and splash out
Pull up the venue I smash out
We got so lit left a ash out
I went so hard got a gash now
Moshin in crowds gotta thrash out
Rolly off we boutta clash now
Pray for the drip at the mass now
808 breakin in glass now
I do not fuck with the brass now
Brand new whip
On my hip
Life's a trip
Don't sink this ship
You fuck around
Bring the shit down
Fuck with the crown
You can't be found
You fuck around
Bring the shit down
Fuck with the crown
You can't be found
So many pateks I'm losing my count
Can't say the price but what's the amount
What is the goal I'm tryna surmount
What we got lyin in my bank account
Yea
Fuck it we back on the road
Sellin out all of these shows
Shit I just put on a load
Yea
Fuck it I'm bout to explode
All of that money you owe
Time to pay up man you grown
Yea
Icy hot diamonds they glow
Fuck gettin bread I get dough
In love with switching the flow
Brand new whip
On my hip
Life's a trip
Don't sink this ship
You fuck around
Bring the shit down
Fuck with the crown
You can't be found
You fuck around
Bring the shit down
Fuck with the crown
You can't be found
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Writer(s): Racky
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