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Cash money bitch

I'm making money, don't ask for me bitch

He ain't gonna shoot, he just flashing blick

Lemme see it, Ima take that **** shit

Damn

Baby wanna fuck, I ain't going, heard she got disease

Seven-six-two's going through, break a **** knees

Pop a couple shrooms, I ain't sleep, demons all I see

Ten skits, hunned rounds, thousand bullet scene

Three-five in my wood, that's all I fucking need

AMG movin' through the street, driving with my knee

Saw a tweak on the other side, he almost fell asleep

Pop a bean, I ain't go to sleep, I got what you need

K2 all up in his blunt, that ain't even weed

Bitch stuff all of these drugs before we go to Cle

She a freak, waxin' the streets, heard she sellin' mean

I ain't breath when I inhale cause I heard the priest

Silly me tryna compete, I'm winning every time

In the Stu match every beat, I got hella rhymes

Who's the next Kendrick it's me, I'll tell you every line

I don't trust the police for shit, I know they tellin' lies

Gotta keep my blick by my hip, I know it ain't my time

At the gas pump with my shit, I'm watching every eye

I know a couple villains, they sick, they doing every crime

Pop a couple tires at night, them **** gonna die

All this money talkin' to me quick, it's gon' be televised

Big ass chop on my lap, they gonna be terrorized

In the city drivin' at night, feeling like a tribe

Gotta pay the taxi to speed, I'm gonna miss a flight

At the Ritz talkin' my shit, lil' baby ain't my type

But this Don got me real good, I'm feeling like I'm Mike

Smack 'em with the bottle instead, I think that **** died

I ain't even care the next night, I'll do another crime

Ima flash money bitch

And this ain't no tax money bitch

She a freak, do anything for a zip

For the streets, I ain't tweaking on that bitch

Damn

Crack a hunned thousand down the south, put fiends to sleep

Exotic in my wood, feeling great, going beat for beat

Talking in my sleep 'bout some cheese, bitch mad at me

I've been on a streak with these greens, the money team

Glock with a beam, aim knees, they pop like fleas

She a freak, all up in them sheets, I rest for weeks

I ain't freeze, when I'm on the beat I rap for free

Crack a g for a couple dollars, they want some tree

Gave 'em green, but it ain't no weed, get high on me

Move the sack to the other side to vibe with me

I ain't bleed, I am made of steel, come fly with me

Try a fleet, I got a whole tribe, they ride for me

Gotta couple dollars in my pocket, I'll buy your team

You talk about me cause you fucking broke and don't like cheese

Fuckin' up the bag, you a lame, I been up geeked

Trappin' out this bitch just for days, I'm sellin' cheap

Damn

I got that shit for the low

Lowski