Cash
Chasing money it equate to the fame
Get up on 'em it ain't no need to aim, no
Pointing fingers I'm the one that they blame
Cannot see them through these Cartier frames, what is your name?
I'm who they wanting to be, it's a continuous cycle
Say that I'm feeling entitled
All of these bitches recycled
See, still a student of the game
They just gave me a new title
Whatever I do they gone follow
Go against me suicidal
Hard to hide what you cannot ignore
Momma told me keep on giving 'em more
Bitches tell me I'm the one they adore
Slut her out now she turnt to a whore
Wanna stay baby that way the door
Lifestyle that it wasn't before
In my closet you can see a few corpses
How you beefing with a nigga that's pork, huh
We get the racks nigga mind you this ain't just startin'
All the cash, spread on flow, these bitches be horny
Bad little bitch, think she the one, looking like Lori
But I'm the one, shawty she tried, could not ignore me
We get the racks nigga mind you this ain't just startin'
All the cash, spread on flow, these bitches be horny
Bad little bitch, think she the one, looking like Lori
But I'm the one, shawty she tried, could not ignore me
I ain't beefin' with no broke nigga
You thought it was a joke nigga
I can put this bread up on your head and get you toast nigga
Feelin' like a rapper everybody think it's a joke nigga
Run that cash up, I blame my momma for my trap habit
Drinkin' dirty Sprite, pour that Wock up out a baby bottle
Tryna hit a model in a squatter, while I chase a dolla'
Bouncing back, go and fuck it up but I got make it back
I live my life, everyday homie you can't get it back
I got niggas in the grave, I got niggas in the cage
Everyday I gotta ball, I'm telling my niggas I ain't afraid
Ayye
New mission like GTA, gotta beat the case
Goin' and getting a new lil' check, I'm stunting this way
We get the racks nigga mind you this ain't just startin'
All the cash, spread on flow, these bitches be horny
Bad little bitch, think she the one, looking like Lori
But I'm the one, shawty she tried, could not ignore me
We get the racks nigga mind you this ain't just startin'
All the cash, spread on flow, these bitches be horny
Bad little bitch, think she the one, looking like Lori
But I'm the one, shawty she tried, could not ignore me
Get up on 'em it ain't no need to aim, no
Pointing fingers I'm the one that they blame
Cannot see them through these Cartier frames, what is your name?
I'm who they wanting to be, it's a continuous cycle
Say that I'm feeling entitled
All of these bitches recycled
See, still a student of the game
They just gave me a new title
Whatever I do they gone follow
Go against me suicidal
Hard to hide what you cannot ignore
Momma told me keep on giving 'em more
Bitches tell me I'm the one they adore
Slut her out now she turnt to a whore
Wanna stay baby that way the door
Lifestyle that it wasn't before
In my closet you can see a few corpses
How you beefing with a nigga that's pork, huh
We get the racks nigga mind you this ain't just startin'
All the cash, spread on flow, these bitches be horny
Bad little bitch, think she the one, looking like Lori
But I'm the one, shawty she tried, could not ignore me
We get the racks nigga mind you this ain't just startin'
All the cash, spread on flow, these bitches be horny
Bad little bitch, think she the one, looking like Lori
But I'm the one, shawty she tried, could not ignore me
I ain't beefin' with no broke nigga
You thought it was a joke nigga
I can put this bread up on your head and get you toast nigga
Feelin' like a rapper everybody think it's a joke nigga
Run that cash up, I blame my momma for my trap habit
Drinkin' dirty Sprite, pour that Wock up out a baby bottle
Tryna hit a model in a squatter, while I chase a dolla'
Bouncing back, go and fuck it up but I got make it back
I live my life, everyday homie you can't get it back
I got niggas in the grave, I got niggas in the cage
Everyday I gotta ball, I'm telling my niggas I ain't afraid
Ayye
New mission like GTA, gotta beat the case
Goin' and getting a new lil' check, I'm stunting this way
We get the racks nigga mind you this ain't just startin'
All the cash, spread on flow, these bitches be horny
Bad little bitch, think she the one, looking like Lori
But I'm the one, shawty she tried, could not ignore me
We get the racks nigga mind you this ain't just startin'
All the cash, spread on flow, these bitches be horny
Bad little bitch, think she the one, looking like Lori
But I'm the one, shawty she tried, could not ignore me
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Writer(s): Ibrahim Massey
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