Cashin' Out

In my DM, bet you want to be gang
I remember who the fuck used to call
See me going up, now you wanna hang
I don't fuck with you at all
I see shadows on the wall
Your bitch got my sigil drawn
Fucking checks up at the mall
Fucking checks up at the mall
Fucking checks up at the mall
Fucking checks up at the mall
Fucking checks up at the mall
Fucking checks up at the mall
Fucking checks up at the mall
Pull up, bitches know it's-

Niggas on tittie', they not touching no cash
Eddie Brock, I got a bug on my back
King that's who, I make the homie attack
Get you gone, no, I don't need a strap
Only reason everybody ain't dead is 'cause Baphomet is not gon' let me do that
Only reason that a nigga ain't dead 'cause Lucifer, he got my moth'fuckin' back
I'ma buy a new Mercеdes in cash
Niggas sitting in the passenger seat
Niggas talk gang, but they don't wanna meet
Bullets hit him turn that nigga to mеat
I don't get why niggas always hating on me
Maybe 'cause I'm better then they'll all ever be
Maybe 'cause I'm better then they currently are
Told my self I'm Godspeed 'cause I came pretty far
Riding motherfucker, he's whipping in the car
Nigga hating, I don't know who you are

I remember who the fuck used to call
In my DM bet you want to be gang
I remember who the fuck used to call
See me going up, now you wanna hang
I don't fuck with you at all
I see shadows on the wall
Your bitch, got my sigil drawn
Fucking checks up at the mall
Fucking checks up at the mall
Fucking checks up at the mall
Pull up bitches know it's us
Got em' round like "ooh" and "ahh"
For my fam, I do it all

You pussy, you just talk
Run up on me you get chalked



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Writer(s): James Dear
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