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I got lots of cash on me, cash on me Bad bitch I'm bout to smash on em, smash on em Go 200 on the dash on em, dash on em I pull up and hit the gas on em, gas on em, yeah I got lots of cash on me, cash on me Got a bad bitch try'na smash on me, smash on me Got 200 on the dash on it, dash on it I pull up and hit the gas on em, gas on em, yeah, yeah Know I got that cash on me Shawty you ain't gotta ask, you know me Got them racks under my jeans She down to fuck, you know whats up She about to wear my tee, yeah I've been serving up the trap, yeah Riding foreigns swerving off through the traffic Count it up and do the math, yeah Got that OG in my blood and I don't pass it Cause we get dough, yeah you know Just count it up, girl you know you want more We hit the club and you know we gon' blow it Go get them racks shawty, I got lots of cash on me Cash on me Bad bitch I'm bout to smash on em, smash on em Go 200 on the dash on em, dash on em I pull up and hit the gas on em, gas on em, yeah I got lots of cash on me, cash on me Got a bad bitch tryna smash on me, smash on me Got 200 on the dash on it, dash on it I pull up and hit the gas on em Gas on em, yeah, yeah Pour it up and we gon' roll it down If I fuck you shawty hold it down Only got one night 'cause we from outta town Heard your nigga ballin' but he's so out of bounds, oh yeah Out the TO, trappin' with the Mando' Juggin" and finessing off a Samsung Shooters that'll take you niggas out your body (Out your body) While I'm out getting my bands up You know when I pull up I be causing propaganda Know I'm cooler than a ice off in the Phantom You see me skatin' 450 yeah, yeah They gon' tell me why these niggas sayin' I got lots of cash on me, cash on me Bad bitch ima bout to smash on it, smash on it Go 200 on the dash on it, dash on it I pull up and hit the gas on em Gas on em, girl yeah I got lots of cash on me, cash on me Got a bad bitch finna smash on her, smash on her Got 200 on the dash on, it dash on it I pull up and hit the gas on em, gas on em, yeah, yeah I love the way she pop it buss it on the floor Waitress bring them bottles told her bring some more I got hella bands and yeah that for sure Sparkles in my section like a light show We ain't done finessing gettin mulla When I'm in the cut I'm with my shooters You ain't with the shits so leave that out the door If you ain't gettin money what you in it for? Love the feeling when I'm whippin in the Benz ridin it down on Ocean Love the feeling when I'm counting The bands gettin in and out of the Oh Gettin money blue hunnids The soda we leaning Hit a lick cash out You know my niggas be scheming I got lots of cash on me, cash on me Bad bitch, I'm bout to smash on her, smash on her Got 200 on the dash on it dash on it I pull up and hit the gas on em, gas on em, yeah I got lots of cash on me, cash on me Got a bad bitch, finna smash on her, smash on her Got 200 on the dash on, it dash on it I pull up and hit the gas on em, gas on em Yeah, yeah, yeah