Cash On Me

Yeah
Aye
Yeah, it's Patek
Unh unh
Yeah, yeah, yeah (unh)

Walk in the club and all these bitches tryna grab on me
Margiela got me smelling good, that Bubble Bath on me
Unh huh, yeah, I got that cash on me
Unh huh, yeah, I got that cash on me
I can't make it thru the airport, I had too much cash on me
I got racks like Mellow, so you know I got that bag on me
Unh huh, yeah, I got that cash on me
Unh huh, yeah, I got that cash on me

The flyest nigga coming out the South
I'm on fire, my skin need a graft
I'm balling hard, put me in the draft
My money flowing, ain't never saw a drought
It ain't no other nigga outdoing me
Money coming in, no annuity
Don't fuck with me, that's gratuity
Who niggas playing with?
If 12 get behind me, they pursing me
Like Ja Rule, it's a murder
I'm in a Trackhawk flying down Myrtle
I got this bitch jumping like a hurdle
Niggas riding the wave like a surfer
A young nigga blowing on that herbal
I got some niggas with me that'll hurt you
Don't you know what happened to Virgil?
Niggas only gangstas on computers
I'm on point, I'm riding with a shooter
That stick talk you won't see the Future
I might take yo bitch, you know how I maneuver
She screaming like she saw Michael Jackson, this bitch looking at Devon Patek
A young nigga, that's fly as hell, like baby boy, bitch I'm in a 'Vette

Walk in the club and all these bitches tryna grab on me
Margiela got me smelling good, that Bubble Bath on me
Unh huh, yeah, I got that cash on me
Unh huh, yeah, I got that cash on me
I can't make it thru the airport, I had too much cash on me
I got racks like Mellow, so you know I got that bag on me
Unh huh, yeah, I got that cash on me
Unh huh, yeah, I got that cash on me



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Writer(s): Devon Franklin
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