Cash Right
Ay, hey, hey, ay, ay
Oh, this sound like some slow hit trap shit
Fuck, nigga play swear to God I'ma clap shit (ay)
(We'll take yo' favorite rapper around 02 (ay, ay)
Yeah, ain't gonna rap it, ay (we ain't gonna pay for our refreshments)
I'll make this trap with a boogie, trap it
(They pay for them session, matter of hour)
Jump out the car with that stick I'ma flame 'em
These niggas know that I'm dangerous (I'm dangerous)
This uh, chest catcher, one of these hos burnin' my chest like, throat like a fuckin', uh, swisher, ay
Jump out the car with the stick, I'ma flame it
These niggas know that I'm dangerous (I'm dangerous)
I'm in a bitch fast lane and changin', diamonds in my mouth, shit blingin' (shit blingin')
Scope and a beam on a K, no aimin'
Turn ya lil' partner to a angel (to a angel)
I don't fuck with niggas, swear to God they be the lamest
Only hang with the Lord, no strangers (gang!)
Cash out, my car swear to God I won't run 'em out
We get 'em in, and we get 'em out
Fuck, nigga play, swear to God, I'ma snap like a ceilin' now
Racks in my pocket, a big amount (big amount)
Freaky lil' bitch treat me just like some dental floss
I swear to God, I'm all in her mouth (in her mouth)
Extended clip all in the Glock, shit stickin' out
Moved out my apartments, swear to God I got a bigger house (ay)
Flush out a opp, put the Glock on his dimple
I'm in her mouth like the dinner
These niggas fake, they false, swear to God they bendin'
I'm in the hood like a engine (like a engine)
And if it's smoke, swear to God I'm checkin' out attention
These niggas really be pretendin' (ay)
Callin' my name, nigga better not mention
Swear to God, I'll do a sentence (gang!)
These niggas really know I'm hard
Made a quarter ticket off fraud (off fraud)
These niggas really tryna ride the wave like Rod
Pop up at the show with them rods (on God)
I got a big ass house, bitch, look like a lodge
In the crib got ya bitch givin' massages (givin' massages)
Four different hos at the crib they ménagin'
Choppa get loud like a augment (like a augment)
I'm havin' racks right now, you had 'em past tense
Fuck, nigga reach I'ma crash, like a accident
These niggas double L's, lame and they lackin'
Draco blow fire like a dragon (like a dragon)
I'm havin' rack after rack, gettin' back after bacleans
So many racks, pants saggin' (pants saggin')
Do I got the fire? Fuck nigga, no askin'
Ho after ho like I'm Macin' (like I'm Macin')
Aye, I'm spendin' racks everyday
I spend in a weekend a month what you made (what you made)
Big ass house, had to buy me a maid
Choppa cut shit, give fades (give fades)
I had to change up the lifestyle, swear I'm gettin' paid
Dark tint frames like Blade (like Blade)
And if he can't keep up, gettin' lost like a maze
Whatever I do they amazed (gang!, gang!)
I got that cash right
I'm gettin' cash, mornin' time and night (and night)
Pockets stuffed so my pants tight
If a fuck nigga play, goin' down like a bad flight (ha, ay!)
Open my mouth, teeth shine like a flashlight
Act wrong, up the Glock, act right (ha, ay)
So many percs', I don't even remember last night
I up the K get to singin' Bryan McKnight (ha, ay)
I got that cash right
I'm gettin' cash, mornin' time and night (ha, ay)
Pockets stuffed so my pants tight
If a fuck nigga play, goin' down like a bad flight (ay)
Open my mouth, teeth shine like a flashlight
Act wrong, up the Glock, act right (ha, ay!)
So many percs', I don't even remember last night
I up the K get to singin' Bryan McKnight (ha, ay!)
Know she gon' fuck first night, I'm handsome
Kidnapped ya' son for ransom (ay)
Fuck nigga, play we gon' stamp, bam 'em
Name a nigga like me comin' out of 'Bama
Truckload the gang, head first like antlers
We on they ass like some pampers
Clean the scene up like a hamper
I get rack after rack, got that bag like Santa
These niggas cappin,' we steppin' like sandals
Bullet dodgin' shit, Julius Randall
She suckin' dick, two hands with manners
Truckload, the gang keep the stick like some campers
I pop my shit and they cut on the camera
I pop a perc', give me stamina, ay
Know they don't like me but watchin' like channels
Choppa turn his ass to a dancer (that's right)
I got that cash right
I'm gettin' cash mornin', time and night (and night)
Pockets stuffed so my pants tight
If a fuck nigga play, goin' down like a bad flight (ha, ay!)
Open my mouth, teeth shine like a flashlight
Act wrong, up the Glock, act right (ha, ay)
So many percs', I don't even remember last night
I up the K get to singin' Bryan McKnight (ha, ay)
I got that cash right
I'm gettin' cash mornin' time and night (ha, ay)
Pockets stuffed so my pants tight
If a fuck nigga play goin' down like a bad flight (ay)
Open my mouth, teeth shine like a flashlight
Act wrong, up the Glock, act right (ha, ay!)
So many percs I don't even remember last night
I up the K get to singin' Bryan McKnight (ha, ay!)
Oh, this sound like some slow hit trap shit
Fuck, nigga play swear to God I'ma clap shit (ay)
(We'll take yo' favorite rapper around 02 (ay, ay)
Yeah, ain't gonna rap it, ay (we ain't gonna pay for our refreshments)
I'll make this trap with a boogie, trap it
(They pay for them session, matter of hour)
Jump out the car with that stick I'ma flame 'em
These niggas know that I'm dangerous (I'm dangerous)
This uh, chest catcher, one of these hos burnin' my chest like, throat like a fuckin', uh, swisher, ay
Jump out the car with the stick, I'ma flame it
These niggas know that I'm dangerous (I'm dangerous)
I'm in a bitch fast lane and changin', diamonds in my mouth, shit blingin' (shit blingin')
Scope and a beam on a K, no aimin'
Turn ya lil' partner to a angel (to a angel)
I don't fuck with niggas, swear to God they be the lamest
Only hang with the Lord, no strangers (gang!)
Cash out, my car swear to God I won't run 'em out
We get 'em in, and we get 'em out
Fuck, nigga play, swear to God, I'ma snap like a ceilin' now
Racks in my pocket, a big amount (big amount)
Freaky lil' bitch treat me just like some dental floss
I swear to God, I'm all in her mouth (in her mouth)
Extended clip all in the Glock, shit stickin' out
Moved out my apartments, swear to God I got a bigger house (ay)
Flush out a opp, put the Glock on his dimple
I'm in her mouth like the dinner
These niggas fake, they false, swear to God they bendin'
I'm in the hood like a engine (like a engine)
And if it's smoke, swear to God I'm checkin' out attention
These niggas really be pretendin' (ay)
Callin' my name, nigga better not mention
Swear to God, I'll do a sentence (gang!)
These niggas really know I'm hard
Made a quarter ticket off fraud (off fraud)
These niggas really tryna ride the wave like Rod
Pop up at the show with them rods (on God)
I got a big ass house, bitch, look like a lodge
In the crib got ya bitch givin' massages (givin' massages)
Four different hos at the crib they ménagin'
Choppa get loud like a augment (like a augment)
I'm havin' racks right now, you had 'em past tense
Fuck, nigga reach I'ma crash, like a accident
These niggas double L's, lame and they lackin'
Draco blow fire like a dragon (like a dragon)
I'm havin' rack after rack, gettin' back after bacleans
So many racks, pants saggin' (pants saggin')
Do I got the fire? Fuck nigga, no askin'
Ho after ho like I'm Macin' (like I'm Macin')
Aye, I'm spendin' racks everyday
I spend in a weekend a month what you made (what you made)
Big ass house, had to buy me a maid
Choppa cut shit, give fades (give fades)
I had to change up the lifestyle, swear I'm gettin' paid
Dark tint frames like Blade (like Blade)
And if he can't keep up, gettin' lost like a maze
Whatever I do they amazed (gang!, gang!)
I got that cash right
I'm gettin' cash, mornin' time and night (and night)
Pockets stuffed so my pants tight
If a fuck nigga play, goin' down like a bad flight (ha, ay!)
Open my mouth, teeth shine like a flashlight
Act wrong, up the Glock, act right (ha, ay)
So many percs', I don't even remember last night
I up the K get to singin' Bryan McKnight (ha, ay)
I got that cash right
I'm gettin' cash, mornin' time and night (ha, ay)
Pockets stuffed so my pants tight
If a fuck nigga play, goin' down like a bad flight (ay)
Open my mouth, teeth shine like a flashlight
Act wrong, up the Glock, act right (ha, ay!)
So many percs', I don't even remember last night
I up the K get to singin' Bryan McKnight (ha, ay!)
Know she gon' fuck first night, I'm handsome
Kidnapped ya' son for ransom (ay)
Fuck nigga, play we gon' stamp, bam 'em
Name a nigga like me comin' out of 'Bama
Truckload the gang, head first like antlers
We on they ass like some pampers
Clean the scene up like a hamper
I get rack after rack, got that bag like Santa
These niggas cappin,' we steppin' like sandals
Bullet dodgin' shit, Julius Randall
She suckin' dick, two hands with manners
Truckload, the gang keep the stick like some campers
I pop my shit and they cut on the camera
I pop a perc', give me stamina, ay
Know they don't like me but watchin' like channels
Choppa turn his ass to a dancer (that's right)
I got that cash right
I'm gettin' cash mornin', time and night (and night)
Pockets stuffed so my pants tight
If a fuck nigga play, goin' down like a bad flight (ha, ay!)
Open my mouth, teeth shine like a flashlight
Act wrong, up the Glock, act right (ha, ay)
So many percs', I don't even remember last night
I up the K get to singin' Bryan McKnight (ha, ay)
I got that cash right
I'm gettin' cash mornin' time and night (ha, ay)
Pockets stuffed so my pants tight
If a fuck nigga play goin' down like a bad flight (ay)
Open my mouth, teeth shine like a flashlight
Act wrong, up the Glock, act right (ha, ay!)
So many percs I don't even remember last night
I up the K get to singin' Bryan McKnight (ha, ay!)
Credits
Writer(s): Johnathan Coleman, Barrian Flowers
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