These Days
Yeah woah
It could be hard ima get it Yeah
Uh if you know me you gonna get it yeah yeah
Uh damn
Mm mm
Yea' It could be hard ima get it yeah yeah
If you know me you gonna get it yeah yeah
I been on my grind for a minute yeah yeah
It's Munna's time, times ticking yeah
Damn
Ye' hop in the booth and go cray cray
I'm pissed off need to take a flight right to JA
Got dumb swag mix the Balmain with the Ricky
Girl trust me don't give a fuck what they say
Listen to me
I got the sound now
Uh drop hits, uh name buzzing round the town now
Ye' Born Star uh yeah that's the Label
I'm singing to her I'm feeling like Abel
Ye' and these days I'm able
To pop shit, Young Cash boy got a bankroll
Yeah I need the cake Hoe, get out my face Bro
You want Young Cash for your show, you better pay bro
Feds on you better stay low
They kick the front then I'm out the backdoor
Young Cash boy international got a passport
Tryna go overseas, get different currencies
Rap money coming I ain't stressing bout it they gonna notice me
Young Munna blowing and my Bro's put they trust in me
Yeah and These Day's ain't no more ignoring me
I don't know her but she saying that she adore me (she adore Cash)
I'm iced out, I'm shining need a trophy
Ain't talking cash then I swear you bore me
Uh Riding round in a Benzo we 4 Deep
Still ducking Feds we ride round smoking Quaddy
Watch what I post cause these niggas so nosey
Yeah it could be hard ima get it yeah yeah
If you know me you gonna get it yeah yeah
I been on my grind for a minute yeah yeah
It's Munna's time, times ticking yeah yeah
Hop in the booth and go cray cray
I'm pissed off need to take a flight right to JA
Got dumb swag mix the Balmain's with the Ricky
Girl trust me don't give a fuck what they say
Uh came in dripped up Lil Bitch boy better bow down
You Niggas acting, Niggas faking like Lil Bow Wow
I got a big gun make a loud noise like Bow Bow
This ain't back then we ain't going out better fuck now
Slow down for me uh, ride on the beat
Said you love me uh
Better ride for me
Don't lie to me
Baby don't switch sides on me yeah
I don't want you in the streets Bae
And she fuck me so good like it's my G-Day
Me and broski ride round like it's a speed race
I ain't tripping bout it I swear that I erase
Could you believe I got this popping out of PK
Damn
Woah Woah
Young Munna Cash buzzing round town
Slow down
Round town
I got the sound now
Name buzz in round town uh
It could be hard ima get it Yeah
Uh if you know me you gonna get it yeah yeah
Uh damn
Mm mm
Yea' It could be hard ima get it yeah yeah
If you know me you gonna get it yeah yeah
I been on my grind for a minute yeah yeah
It's Munna's time, times ticking yeah
Damn
Ye' hop in the booth and go cray cray
I'm pissed off need to take a flight right to JA
Got dumb swag mix the Balmain with the Ricky
Girl trust me don't give a fuck what they say
Listen to me
I got the sound now
Uh drop hits, uh name buzzing round the town now
Ye' Born Star uh yeah that's the Label
I'm singing to her I'm feeling like Abel
Ye' and these days I'm able
To pop shit, Young Cash boy got a bankroll
Yeah I need the cake Hoe, get out my face Bro
You want Young Cash for your show, you better pay bro
Feds on you better stay low
They kick the front then I'm out the backdoor
Young Cash boy international got a passport
Tryna go overseas, get different currencies
Rap money coming I ain't stressing bout it they gonna notice me
Young Munna blowing and my Bro's put they trust in me
Yeah and These Day's ain't no more ignoring me
I don't know her but she saying that she adore me (she adore Cash)
I'm iced out, I'm shining need a trophy
Ain't talking cash then I swear you bore me
Uh Riding round in a Benzo we 4 Deep
Still ducking Feds we ride round smoking Quaddy
Watch what I post cause these niggas so nosey
Yeah it could be hard ima get it yeah yeah
If you know me you gonna get it yeah yeah
I been on my grind for a minute yeah yeah
It's Munna's time, times ticking yeah yeah
Hop in the booth and go cray cray
I'm pissed off need to take a flight right to JA
Got dumb swag mix the Balmain's with the Ricky
Girl trust me don't give a fuck what they say
Uh came in dripped up Lil Bitch boy better bow down
You Niggas acting, Niggas faking like Lil Bow Wow
I got a big gun make a loud noise like Bow Bow
This ain't back then we ain't going out better fuck now
Slow down for me uh, ride on the beat
Said you love me uh
Better ride for me
Don't lie to me
Baby don't switch sides on me yeah
I don't want you in the streets Bae
And she fuck me so good like it's my G-Day
Me and broski ride round like it's a speed race
I ain't tripping bout it I swear that I erase
Could you believe I got this popping out of PK
Damn
Woah Woah
Young Munna Cash buzzing round town
Slow down
Round town
I got the sound now
Name buzz in round town uh
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Writer(s): Komail Nazhat, Craig Alvares
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