Cashier (feat. David)

Why shoot up in your arms when you can shoot for where the stars is?
I'm working in the field, turned a desert to a garden
Made some moves, did some deals, now I got my own apartment
Out in Houston with the Rockets, so I feel like James Harden
Chemical dependencies the basis of my memories
With friends like these, who the fuck needs an enemy?
Starting forward, moving forward, pouring fours up in the four-door
Cut the dope with baking soda, turn a half into a quarter

Pussy I'm a predator
Empty out the clip, 'cause the pistol ain't registered
Told the cashier he could empty out the register
Told the cashier he could empty out the register
Empty out the register
Pussy I'm a predator
Empty out the clip, 'cause the pistol ain't registered
Told the cashier he could empty out the register
Told the cashier he could empty out the register
Told the cashier

Told the cashier he could empty out the register
Empty out the register
Told the cashier he could empty out the register
Empty out the register

I told the cashier he can empty out the register
Woulda hit your head, but my bullet didn't register
Your discography isn't really that impressive, sir
Got your bitch, and you know I had to damage her

Pussy I'm a predator
Empty out the clip, 'cause the pistol ain't registered
Told the cashier he could empty out the register
Empty out the register
Empty out the register
Empty it



Credits
Writer(s): David Jennings
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