Cash flow, dope hoe, got your aunt in a chokehold

Might throw you a front, man fuck it I cannot even say no

Imma need that back, I get that ass up out that door

You better not plead slow, cuz I got that draco just to handle that

Verse (Baby K Osama):

She a ralla bitch, don’t get hard as shit, don’t need me no starter kits

Just drop that shit

Cash flow, dope hoe, got your aunt in a chokehold

Might throw you a front, man fuck it I cannot even say no

Imma need that back, I get that ass up out that door

You better not plead slow, cuz I got that draco just to handle that

dope sold money fold keep that sh*%t moving jitt you be selling diime bags we moving bricks

ni**a we be selling while things you be flipping nicks , ni**a i just spent 10 bands on designer kicks , one thousands pills sitting on the table ni**a place your order imma sever a ni**a one hundred ps i ain’t selling quarters.

i just had a convo with the plug send that sh*t to Florida , golden he be trapping his ass off gotta fed my daughter

i’ma fu%*k bi*^ch like dog in the this Gucci jacket imma drop hunnid on them ni%%a if they want the some static , ni**a finna go cop that new ap den go get the Patek

ni**a i really grew up in the trap i spent the the night with addicts , ni**a i just served one hunnids Ps in the new mclaren ni^^a i got on Gucci, louie, fendi what the fu*^k you wearing

i’mma get those pu**sy ni**as touched i’m not with the sparing it’s a baby in the choppa i’m the fu*^king parent.

Cash flow, dope hoe, got your aunt in a chokehold

Might throw you a front, man fuck it I cannot even say no

Imma need that back, I get that ass up out that door

You better not plead slow, cuz I got that draco just to handle that