Cash, Cash, Cash
I don't got cash but I love making money
Shawty suck me good when I'm smoking down a 40
Travel in the clouds so my life stay foggy
Cash cash cash
Nah the money ain't for me
I don't like lanes
so it's yours that I'm swerving in
Married to the game
I ain't got a job to burden me
When I live rich
Know I'm dying off these potencies
Then I smoked weed
Started rapping they don't fuck with me
Back then Shawty got mad at me woah
I be sipping wild stacking rounds of ammo
Meaning with my pen I got rounds for you hoe
Back stage imma fucking class act bro
I don't got cash but I love making money
Shawty suck me good when I'm smoking down a 40
Travel in the clouds so my life stay foggy
Cash cash cash
Nah the money ain't for me
I don't like actors
Fact check that
Don't believe me
Feel the baseball to your back
Barely even check my snap
That's a wrap
Feel like mugsy boags
Be the smallest in the game
When she wear my clothes
I know imma go insane
Shawty so cute when she be saying my name
I know she my baby I'll protect her till the grave
Photo that I shot I might put her in a frame
When I shoot the ball I might splash it in yo face
Young boy Kobe 17 I'm taking aim
Look look
I don't got cash but I love making money
Shawty suck me good when I'm smoking down a 40
Travel in the clouds so my life stay foggy
Cash cash cash
Nah the money ain't for me
Shawty suck me good when I'm smoking down a 40
Travel in the clouds so my life stay foggy
Cash cash cash
Nah the money ain't for me
I don't like lanes
so it's yours that I'm swerving in
Married to the game
I ain't got a job to burden me
When I live rich
Know I'm dying off these potencies
Then I smoked weed
Started rapping they don't fuck with me
Back then Shawty got mad at me woah
I be sipping wild stacking rounds of ammo
Meaning with my pen I got rounds for you hoe
Back stage imma fucking class act bro
I don't got cash but I love making money
Shawty suck me good when I'm smoking down a 40
Travel in the clouds so my life stay foggy
Cash cash cash
Nah the money ain't for me
I don't like actors
Fact check that
Don't believe me
Feel the baseball to your back
Barely even check my snap
That's a wrap
Feel like mugsy boags
Be the smallest in the game
When she wear my clothes
I know imma go insane
Shawty so cute when she be saying my name
I know she my baby I'll protect her till the grave
Photo that I shot I might put her in a frame
When I shoot the ball I might splash it in yo face
Young boy Kobe 17 I'm taking aim
Look look
I don't got cash but I love making money
Shawty suck me good when I'm smoking down a 40
Travel in the clouds so my life stay foggy
Cash cash cash
Nah the money ain't for me
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Writer(s): Kobe Watson
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