Cash

(Damn Callan, you gettin' guap)

Cash, cash, cash, cash
Blue face hundreds on the dash doing the dash
That black jag that growl through the streets, helluva' cat
Might slow it down with a 4, because my life to fast
Ayy
Cash, cash, cash, cash
Blue face hundreds on the dash doing the dash
That black jag that growl through the streets, helluva' cat
Might slow it down with a 4, because my life to fast

Penthouse views told my mama I'm with the extras
Tag my brother in for the paper like a wrestler
Moving lowkey through these streets ducking them hecklers
Don't gotta ask if I'm about my cash, ima bet ya
Stack my chips like pringles, this ain't a single
All I know how to do is get money with my primos
Plot on an M in Coronado by the flamingos
Sold my last half, I dig cash more than weed bro
The difference between Me & you, is that I'm different
You keep fake niggas around, and I keep a distance
We don't even keep the same type of women in our mentions
Pockets starts itching wallet need dollars like prescriptions
Heard you but it wasn't bout money, so I ain't listen
Don't have my check on time then we trippen
If you owed me in the past I ain't trippen cause I'm pass that
From this day forth, If you owe me, fuck that cash app

Cash, cash, cash, cash
Blue face hundreds on the dash doing the dash
That black jag that growl through the streets, helluva' cat
Might slow it down with a 4, because my life to fast
Ayy
Cash, cash, cash, cash
Blue face hundreds on the dash doing the dash
That black jag that growl through the streets, helluva' cat
Might slow it down with a 4, because my life to fast

Everybody got they preference, mines paper
Gotta keep the grass cut low, so they can't snake ya
Most of these niggas act like hoes without the make-up
You ain't no baker, and you ain't never had yo' cake up
Telling meeee how I should be getting to the bread
Mind yo business mind yo bag that's what I said
Pockets is fed so I don't trippen off no text
Left on read, understand that that's just a flex
Lose a bag and get it right back retrace my steps
Way to clean when I step can't make no mess
Aramis in this bitch fly as a private jet
Cooler than champagne on ice making it stretch
Nike Wassuhp? My mind always on a check
Deal 5 mill and I'm gon flip it with the best
Douglas
This nigga always up to something
Gotta make that push to the H link with my cousin
Bout some

Cash, cash, cash, cash
Blue face hundreds on the dash doing the dash
That black jag that growl through the streets, helluva' cat
Might slow it down with a 4, 'cause my life to fast
Ayy
Cash, cash, cash, cash
Blue face hundreds on the dash doing the dash
That black jag that growl through the streets, helluva' cat
Might slow it down with a 8, 'cause my life to fast
Champagne

Cash, cash, cash, cash
Blue face hundreds on the dash doing the dash
That black jag that growl through the streets, helluva' cat
Might slow it down with a 4, 'cause my life to fast

Cash, cash, cash, cash
Blue face hundreds on the dash doing the dash
That black jag that growl through the streets, helluva' cat
Might slow it down with a 4, 'cause my life to fast



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Writer(s): Christopher Aramis Foster
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