Cash

Yeah
Ok
OZ
Deemust in this bitch
Nothin but cash
Nothin but cash
Nothin but cash
Killin this game feel like some Narcos
My bank account is like um... Cherrios
All I see is zero zero zeros
You know what I mean, this shit Don Pablo
Ain't sell crack but I'm still dope
My music addictive, I can see yo head bop
You think you can do better? Go pray and hope
Gotta know your limit, wake up yo ass dog
Countin these racks and stack em
Imma go Ralph and Wreck em
2 twin glocks gon blast em
Go get that runtz and then we pack em
I never playin when you talmbout cash
Imma go get these cash real fast
Smokin on dope, this shit still fresh
Ain't smokin on catpiss, shit real gas
OZ and Deemust, that's B shit
Borneo, Bali, makin hits
Your fav rapper never do like this
If we not top 5, better fix your list
Call me Gus Fring the way I cook this bitch
Call me Goodman the way I never snitch
Call me Jesse the way I never switch
Call me White, cause my level you will never reach
50's and hunn's on the deck
I swear no bitches can smokin my pack
Can't fuck with these rappers, they spittin the cap
I live what I rap and that shit issa fact
And you said you a man why you act like a bitch?
I know you broke, don't act like you rich
You said you a playa but you got no bitches
Back up, back up, or you get stitches
Focus makin racks, I'm busy chasin bag
Got no time for the hoes, doin bussines with my bros
Cash, cash, lotta cash bitch
Cash, cash, watch out for the snitch
Focus makin racks, I'm busy chasin bag
Got no time for the hoes, doin bussines with my bros
Cash, cash, lotta cash bitch
Cash, cash, watch out for the snitch
Nothin but cash bitch
Nothin but cash bitch
Lotta cash bitch
Watch out for the snitch



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