Cascade
(Ay)
Stacking up dollars, 'til I'm rich
Jamz go Makaveli lil' bitch
I mob out, with my niggas
Direct waves, my fist in clinch
Call the plug, clean it up
Need my wrist on bust
Rolling up, no fucks
Shit
Keep it tucked lil' bitch
So watch how I flip this magic
My stiff arm? Derrick Henry
You niggas act like bitches
Always on some fuck shit
And I ain't tricking shit
But I might trip
My shades on psychedelic
Lava runtz we inhaling
Ash that
And roll some more!
Niggas craft that abstract
Act like you know!
We get throwed
You might get high on contact
Plot the lick, no
Scratch that
A retro skill, closing deals
Whipped blue-tinted hatchback
The fuck you mean bitch?
I'm too supreme bitch
That nigga ain't on no gang shit
Securing ends to make amends
Speak my language
Stashing what I gain, If you want it got to spend it
No, that shits not mine if the clip ain't extended
She throw me cake
My eyes X'd out but I'm straight
She got that juice, that concentrate
Keep a piece, we don't do hate
Cascade!
So ima skate
Don't give me lip, hoe
Give me face
I need that ocean, Don't swim in lakes
The moon rise, the tides change
I'm a motherfucking king
Heard they trying to take my place
Not fucking worthy
disrespect, and my lil' partner beat yo' face
She bad as fuck
But she ain't even throwing neck (hmm)
What a waste
Standing ovations, when I let the shots burst from this gauge
We not in class, but I'm the ruler
Shoot yo' damn Medulla
Oblongata, nigga
Been waiting on these problems
It's my empire, I got problems bitch I solve them
Electrify, spark green light and get inspired
Start a fire in this bitch like we primitive
Cross and kinship get diminished
Same young nigga, no new edition'
Fuck bronze, I need all mine
That shit hit different
Fuck up a bag before you dip and split the difference
Spit art!
Drippy excellence (God)
Preference a lil' devilish
Sum it up, no comparisons
Ill advised
We blast at spectators
Young niggas at top floor, Elevators
Cane, pimp limp, whip out katana
Decapitate Her
She throw me cake
My eyes X'd out but I'm straight
She got that juice that concentrate
Keep a piece, we don't do hate
Cascade!
So ima skate
Don't give me lip, hoe
Give me face
I need that ocean, Don't swim in lakes
The moon rise, the tides change
Stacking up dollars, 'til I'm rich
Jamz go Makaveli lil' bitch
I mob out, with my niggas
Direct waves, my fist in clinch
Call the plug, clean it up
Need my wrist on bust
Rolling up, no fucks
Shit
Keep it tucked lil' bitch
So watch how I flip this magic
My stiff arm? Derrick Henry
You niggas act like bitches
Always on some fuck shit
And I ain't tricking shit
But I might trip
My shades on psychedelic
Lava runtz we inhaling
Ash that
And roll some more!
Niggas craft that abstract
Act like you know!
We get throwed
You might get high on contact
Plot the lick, no
Scratch that
A retro skill, closing deals
Whipped blue-tinted hatchback
The fuck you mean bitch?
I'm too supreme bitch
That nigga ain't on no gang shit
Securing ends to make amends
Speak my language
Stashing what I gain, If you want it got to spend it
No, that shits not mine if the clip ain't extended
She throw me cake
My eyes X'd out but I'm straight
She got that juice, that concentrate
Keep a piece, we don't do hate
Cascade!
So ima skate
Don't give me lip, hoe
Give me face
I need that ocean, Don't swim in lakes
The moon rise, the tides change
I'm a motherfucking king
Heard they trying to take my place
Not fucking worthy
disrespect, and my lil' partner beat yo' face
She bad as fuck
But she ain't even throwing neck (hmm)
What a waste
Standing ovations, when I let the shots burst from this gauge
We not in class, but I'm the ruler
Shoot yo' damn Medulla
Oblongata, nigga
Been waiting on these problems
It's my empire, I got problems bitch I solve them
Electrify, spark green light and get inspired
Start a fire in this bitch like we primitive
Cross and kinship get diminished
Same young nigga, no new edition'
Fuck bronze, I need all mine
That shit hit different
Fuck up a bag before you dip and split the difference
Spit art!
Drippy excellence (God)
Preference a lil' devilish
Sum it up, no comparisons
Ill advised
We blast at spectators
Young niggas at top floor, Elevators
Cane, pimp limp, whip out katana
Decapitate Her
She throw me cake
My eyes X'd out but I'm straight
She got that juice that concentrate
Keep a piece, we don't do hate
Cascade!
So ima skate
Don't give me lip, hoe
Give me face
I need that ocean, Don't swim in lakes
The moon rise, the tides change
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Writer(s): Isaac Hamilton
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