Cash Flow (feat. Wxlfman)

We keep a steady pace cause we like that cash flow
Ain't no time to waste cause we get it for the low
We keep a steady pace cause we like that cash flow
Ain't no time to waste cause we get it for the low
I'm tryna get'em gone, I'm tryna get'em gone
Get'em in and pack'em up, and vacuum seal and send'em out
I'm tryna get'em gone, I'm tryna get'em gone
Get'em in and pack'em up, and vacuum seal and send'em out

Getting to the cash gotta secure the bag
See me riding dolo I ain't solo cause I'm strap
I'm bout to cop a foreign and I ain't just going A to B
My nigga down bad on his ass throw him a quarter P whole team straight and that's how you supposed to eat
You ain't getting money you ain't where you supposed to be
Stackin and we flipping and we bout to get a lot of weight
Whole bunch of plugs different race in and out of state
Niggas hating on us let them hate but that block is straight
Getting to that cash everyday each and every way
Selling straight gas you want a plate come around me
Playing with my cake it ain't safe you gone die today
We like that cash flow we get em by the loads
We break them bitches down and then we sell em by the zones
I'm all about my money nigga never been a bummy nigga
play me ima come and get ya Sooo

We keep a steady pace cause we like that cash flow
Ain't no time to waste cause we get it for the low
We keep a steady pace cause we like that cash flow
Ain't no time to waste cause we get it for the low
I'm tryna get'em gone, I'm tryna get'em gone
Get'em in and pack'em up, and vacuum seal and send'em out
I'm tryna get'em gone, I'm tryna get'em gone
Get'em in and pack'em up, and vacuum seal and send'em out

Fresh Nigga, chains shining in HD
On a mission, money bags and foreign freaks
If it ain't about the money, why you even speak
If it ain't about the money, I won't even meet
(Yeah) it's just a lifestyle baby, get rich or die trying. Shit, you might not make it
Came up from nothing, on the grind, had to take it
Bitch niggas talk shit, they on the sidelines hating
Yeah yeah yeah, spend it, get it back
Started local, bout to take round the map
I love the hustle . Money Mitch! I'm in my bag
Can't fuck with lames niggas
I'm never where you at
Ha love the weather where I'm at
Sandy beaches, Palm trees, pretty woman
Where I'm a
From the muscle, had to get it, make it stack
First the double, then the triple, ain't no limit to the cash

We keep a steady pace cause we like that cash flow
Ain't no time to waste cause we get it for the low
We keep a steady pace cause we like that cash flow
Ain't no time to waste cause we get it for the low
I'm tryna get'em gone, I'm tryna get'em gone
Get'em in and pack'em up, and vacuum seal and send'em out
I'm tryna get'em gone, I'm tryna get'em gone
Get'em in and pack'em up, and vacuum seal and send'em out
Im tryna get'em gone, im tryna get'em gone
Get'em in and pack'em up, and vacuum seal and send'em out
I'm tryna get'em gone, I'm tryna get'em gone
Get'em in and pack'em up, and vacuum seal and send'em out



Credits
Writer(s): Ahmed Hooper
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