Cash Stars

(Okay, Daniel)

Ayy, we finna run up the game like a relay
Show how to do it like I'm a new teach (Finna show you)
Hop off the jet, see the trees in Belize (Hoppin' off)
Whippin' that curse in the kitchen like censors and bleeps
You'll get attached to my shit like a leech (On bro)
They steady throwin' that bullshit, I ain't havin' that shit 'cause I know that these niggas gon' reach (I ain't havin' it at all)
R-Roll up the wood, niggas smokin' exotic (Smokin' it up)
Spit on the beat, watch the engineer mop it (Uh)
Yo' bitch in the room, for the team, she gon' top it (Uh, uh)
Like a bad ass kid, on bro, we gon' pop it
These niggas buggin' my shit like a beetle
Shit on these niggas, I ain't talkin' bout fecal
If money was drugs, I'm injecting a needle
I've been rubbin' my hands, feel like doin' some evil
These niggas broke, makin' little (What the fuck?)
Finna show out like The Middle (On bro)
Hit up the plug on a Kindle (Hit 'em up)
I see an opp, had to pluck me a nigga
Steppin' in J's, I ain't talkin' bout Jigga
We knockin' shit, make them niggas say timber
I was down on my ass, now I'm runnin' up figures
I-I-I-I got bag after bag, I need four arms to count up my money like Sheeva (Bruh)
Mexican bitch in my spot with no visa
Realest alive, got more stripes than a zebra (Damn)
These niggas mad as a bitch that I'm up and you not, these niggas be hatin', straight geezers
We goin' up and I know that's the plot (We goin' up)
392 on the dash in the lot

Kickin' with Daniel, we gettin' the cash (We gettin' the cash)
We gettin' racks, my fit is a bag (My fit is a bag)
I know you hot, (Yeah) whippin' the pot
Stand on the center, we helpin' a block (Helpin' a block)
Got a white shooter, that boy is a jock (That boy is a-)
Got me some shooters that don't have a job (They don't have a job)
I tell 'em spin, they comin' to rob (They comin' to rob)
I dunk in her mouth, go pass me a lob (Go pass me a lob)

Yeah, check out my wrist this shit is anemic
Move like demons, my heart cold and my neck be freezin'
Thumbin' the racks, I really be fiendin'
Look at the stats, Dolce Gabbana
All in her eyes and I got a Louis bag (Got Louis bag)
Doin' that chat, talkin' that shit with zero motion, you really be last (You really be last)
(Like what?)
S-Shordy want to come hang with the stars (Hang with the stars)
We sittin' courtside with Audemars (On God)
We sittin' courtside, Plain Richard Millies'
I ain't yo' future, I told her to chill
I'm in the Royce while I count up a mill' (While I count up a mill')
I'm in a Coupe, it's filled with the stars
We on the top, can't nobody par
Yeah, can't nobody par, any compete, better than me (Nah)
I'm going far, I'm with yo' bitch, she gave me the P, she gave it for free (She gave it for free)
Callin' me Zar, she callin' him Datrix (She callin' him Datrix)
Me and brodie just ran a two-peat (Uh-huh)
That is yo' bitch, you callin' her queen while me and brodie had her on her knees
That bitch is a treesh, that bitch is a treesh, yeah
That bitch is a hoe
Don't give a fuck if you speak on my name just make sure you ready to give up the lo' (On God)
Me and Daniel, we standin' on business (We standin' on business)
Beatin' yo' ass just like a menace (Just like a menace)
'Til he can't see just like Dennys (Just like Dennys)
Back and forth with the opps like tennis

Kickin' with Daniel, we gettin' the cash (We gettin' the cash)
We gettin' racks, my fit is a bag (My fit is a bag)
I know you hot, (Yeah) whippin' the pot
Stand on the center, we helpin' a block (Helpin' a block)
Got a white shooter, that boy is a jock (That boy is a-)
Got me some shooters that don't have a job (They don't have a job)
I tell 'em spin, they comin' to rob (They comin' to rob)
I dunk in her mouth, go pass me a lob (Go pass me a lob)