Lyrics

I got some cash in my pocket, I'm killin' it I'm goin' fast, I ain't talkin' 'bout dealerships Nobody real as me, nobody real as this Shawty was fillin' me, yeah she was feelin' me I stay away from the haters and fakes My gut feeling don't ever mistake Only chase one thing, that's the money chase Ain't shit sweet like a birthday cake My dawg, click-clack, I ain't catchin' no case I'm always on time, y'all niggas is late I'm smokin' big packs, big blunts to the face I'm with a bad bitch, she givin' me face Yeah, whole gang eat, got the cash in the safe Eating real good steak, good steak on my plate Shе like my voice, I'ma make hеr ass shake Got the end of the night, got her drippin' like a lake I'm young and I'm rowdy, straight out the Dog Pound You know that we made it, we gon' tear the house down You know that I'm faded, screamin' "fuck the lockdown!" You know that we made it, why they tryna talk now? They keep on talkin' and talkin' And talkin' and talkin' and talkin' I'm 'bout to shut their ass up, I got the 45 and make sure that they stop it I'm always workin', I'm grindin' I'm goin' so fast like a mo'fuckin' rocket I'm at the club and I'm drippin', Shawty lookin' at me like a piece of chocolate On god, never cappin', my niggas be strappin' You know you ain't catchin' us lackin' All of you niggas, man, always be talkin' Bitch all of that hate was some yappin' You know I'm a strike guy, I'm never defensive A nigga act up, I'm attackin' I got what you need and I got what you want If you buying you better come tap in I'm young and I'm rowdy, straight out the Dog Pound You know that we made it, we gon' tear the house down You know that I'm faded, screamin' "fuck the lockdown!" You know that we made it, why they tryna talk now? My dawg, click-clack, I ain't catchin' no case I'm always on time, y'all niggas is late I'm smokin' big packs, big blunts to the face I'm with a bad bitch, she givin' me face Yeah, whole gang eat, got the cash in the safe Eating real good steak, good steak on my plate She like my voice, I'ma make her ass shake Got the end of the night, got her drippin' like a lake I'm young andI'm rowdy, straight out the Dog Pound You know that we made it, we gon' tear the house down You know that I'm faded, screamin' "fuck the lockdown!" You know that we made it, why they tryna talk now?
Writer(s): Unknown Composer Author, Joshua George Daivyes Cole Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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