Ca$H
Get her on the road
Get on the road, road
Move that dope (Move that dope!)
Grab all the cash
Grab all the cash, cash!
Nigga let's go, let's go!
Get her on the road
Get on the road, road
Move that dope (Move that dope!)
Grab all the cash
Grab all the cash, cash!
Nigga let's go, let's go!
Get her on the road
Get on the road, road
Move that dope (Move that dope!)
Grab all the cash
Grab all the cash, cash!
Nigga let's go, let's go!
Get her on the road
Get on the road, road
Move that dope (Move that dope!)
Grab all the cash
Grab all the cash, cash!
Nigga let's go, let's go!
(9-21)
(We stopped a car for a parking problem)
One job, Two guys in a black Toyota
Push to start, Make sure you keep the engine on
Grab a gun, So i picked the double barrel
It's time to move
I'm just trynna beat the red, Lights
Turn up Jesus Christ
Cheques over stripes
Balling all my life
I lose respect, You're not a threat
When it gets to shooting i be shooting like im wet
Pull up in a Wraith
Everyone with guns
Please don't make mistakes
If you scared, run
You son of a gun
Hold my double barrel
You don't want no trouble
Walk it like i talk it
All i do is hustle
Trynna get my pay up
Trynna make my way up
Trynna top the charts
No minimum wage
Mehn i rob the bank
I move with Tanks
Like my nigga Banks
Get her on the road
Get on the road
Move that dope, dope!
Grab all the cash
Grab all the cash, cash!
Nigga let's go, let's go!
Get her on the road
Get on the road
Move that dope, dope!
Grab all the cash
Grab all the cash, cash!
Nigga let's go, let's go!
Big checks, Now i got a new estate
God damn, I cant pronounce whats on my plate
I'm the man, Call my plug back on demand
Oh i forgot, I'm the plug around the block
I'm moving up, Call me Party when you see me
In my bema driving down the hills with 180
I'm ridin dirty, When you see me zip it
On the road like Ratchet, I like playing with Rockets
Pay me what you owe me, Runaway like Naomi
Bitches like Susomi, Got the foreign bills
Swerving down the hills, Popped another pill
What you trynna tell me
I be bumping like im bumping with
Travis, Riri, then I got some Jay, then I got some Ye
What you trynna say
I be, stacking, money from the shelf, To the safe aye!
What you trynna say!
Get on the road, road
Move that dope (Move that dope!)
Grab all the cash
Grab all the cash, cash!
Nigga let's go, let's go!
Get her on the road
Get on the road, road
Move that dope (Move that dope!)
Grab all the cash
Grab all the cash, cash!
Nigga let's go, let's go!
Get her on the road
Get on the road, road
Move that dope (Move that dope!)
Grab all the cash
Grab all the cash, cash!
Nigga let's go, let's go!
Get her on the road
Get on the road, road
Move that dope (Move that dope!)
Grab all the cash
Grab all the cash, cash!
Nigga let's go, let's go!
(9-21)
(We stopped a car for a parking problem)
One job, Two guys in a black Toyota
Push to start, Make sure you keep the engine on
Grab a gun, So i picked the double barrel
It's time to move
I'm just trynna beat the red, Lights
Turn up Jesus Christ
Cheques over stripes
Balling all my life
I lose respect, You're not a threat
When it gets to shooting i be shooting like im wet
Pull up in a Wraith
Everyone with guns
Please don't make mistakes
If you scared, run
You son of a gun
Hold my double barrel
You don't want no trouble
Walk it like i talk it
All i do is hustle
Trynna get my pay up
Trynna make my way up
Trynna top the charts
No minimum wage
Mehn i rob the bank
I move with Tanks
Like my nigga Banks
Get her on the road
Get on the road
Move that dope, dope!
Grab all the cash
Grab all the cash, cash!
Nigga let's go, let's go!
Get her on the road
Get on the road
Move that dope, dope!
Grab all the cash
Grab all the cash, cash!
Nigga let's go, let's go!
Big checks, Now i got a new estate
God damn, I cant pronounce whats on my plate
I'm the man, Call my plug back on demand
Oh i forgot, I'm the plug around the block
I'm moving up, Call me Party when you see me
In my bema driving down the hills with 180
I'm ridin dirty, When you see me zip it
On the road like Ratchet, I like playing with Rockets
Pay me what you owe me, Runaway like Naomi
Bitches like Susomi, Got the foreign bills
Swerving down the hills, Popped another pill
What you trynna tell me
I be bumping like im bumping with
Travis, Riri, then I got some Jay, then I got some Ye
What you trynna say
I be, stacking, money from the shelf, To the safe aye!
What you trynna say!
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Writer(s): Isaac George
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