Cash Rules (Radio Edit)

Yari
I don't care, you can tell me what they gon' do
I've been slidin' on my opps, what about you
Spent six hundred on my feet, these some nice shoes

Money is the root of all evil, you know cash rules
Yeah, I'm mad cool, I might have to snatch you
Send your cashapp, I know you're hungry and you want food
Say they gettin' stacks, but we all know that's cap too
If it's up, then it's stuck, like a tattoo

Slidin', ain't no point in hiding We know where you live
Southside G, but my cousins live on Quequechan
Swear to God on my mama, they gon' get it in, don't get on their bad side they get to shootin', like he in the gym
Back door, makin' all these plays, feelin' like Mitch
Hard to change when you been this way since a lil' jit
Trappin' every day, gotta pay the rent

All that money you done spent, you coulda went and bought a
Shhh, you coulda went and bought a whip
Instead you bought a Moncler that's fake
Scan the tag and it don't exist

Nickname Big Bic, cause they know I'm lit
Thick chick with some soft lips, she gon' let me hit

I don't care, you can tell me what they gon' do
I've been slidin' on my opps, what about you
Spent six hundred on my feet, these some nice shoes
Money is the root of all evil, you know cash rules
Yeah, I'm mad cool, I might have to snatch you
Send you cashapp I know you're hungry and you want food

Say they gettin' stacks, but we all know that's cap too
If it's up, then it's stuck, like a tattoo

Stuck, like a tattoo

I don't care, you can tell me what they gon' do
(Tell me what they gon' do)
I've been slidin' on my opps, what about you

Spent six hundred on my feet, these some nice shoes
Money is the root of all evil, you know cash rules