Race Home (feat. ¥ung $herm)
Turn on the mother fuckin' beat
Tell that bitch you could never love me, aye
Keep your lips from me, aye
I can get guap, you can't touch money
Hundred thousand, get hundreds
Ns act funny, ns make jokes
Ns slap happy, yea, yea
Had to cash out
At the stash spot
It's not no stash house
Need to cash out
'Bout to cash out
Hot on Gresham
'Bout to go to the house, yea, yea
And I cash out
And I spazz out
Gettin' ready to cash you out
And that's how
I be spazzed out, I be spazzed out
Damn, wonder why nobody fuckin' with us
Damn, guess nobody really fuckin' with us, damn
Wonder why nobody fuckin' with us
Damn, guess nobody really fuckin' with us
Yea, yea, yea, yea
Had to cash out
At the stash spot
It's not no stash house
Need to cash out
'Bout to cash out
Hot on Gresham
'Bout go to the house, yea, yea
And I cash out
And I spazz out
Gettin' ready to cash you out
And that's how
I be spazzed out, I be spazzed out
Damn, wonder why nobody fuckin' with us
Damn, guess nobody really fuckin' with us, damn
Wonder why nobody fuckin' with us
Damn, guess nobody really fuckin' with us
Can't turn down because I was raised by swishers
I don't say enough, you don't say my nigga, damn
I'm gettin' the bag they're gon' deliver
They're caught up with me just like a twister
Tell that bitch you could never love me, aye
Keep your lips from me, aye
I can get guap, you can't touch money
Hundred thousand, get hundreds
Ns act funny, ns make jokes
Ns slap happy, yea, yea
Had to cash out
At the stash spot
It's not no stash house
Need to cash out
'Bout to cash out
Hot on Gresham
'Bout to go to the house, yea, yea
And I cash out
And I spazz out
Gettin' ready to cash you out
And that's how
I be spazzed out, I be spazzed out
Damn, wonder why nobody fuckin' with us
Damn, guess nobody really fuckin' with us, damn
Wonder why nobody fuckin' with us
Damn, guess nobody really fuckin' with us
Yea, yea, yea, yea
Had to cash out
At the stash spot
It's not no stash house
Need to cash out
'Bout to cash out
Hot on Gresham
'Bout go to the house, yea, yea
And I cash out
And I spazz out
Gettin' ready to cash you out
And that's how
I be spazzed out, I be spazzed out
Damn, wonder why nobody fuckin' with us
Damn, guess nobody really fuckin' with us, damn
Wonder why nobody fuckin' with us
Damn, guess nobody really fuckin' with us
Can't turn down because I was raised by swishers
I don't say enough, you don't say my nigga, damn
I'm gettin' the bag they're gon' deliver
They're caught up with me just like a twister
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Writer(s): I Turn On Music, Ian Turner
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