Cash Diet

Reece take 'em to church

Fuckin' with the schemers drainin' out accounts

He ain't tryna scam 'round his bitch, get up out the house

He ain't tryna trap 'round his bitch, get up out the spot

I just caught my plug out of Oregon, he just sent the lot

We the ones who havin' all the flav, we supply the crops

Claimin' that he wrapped up in his bitch, but he really not

I got partners all in the 6ix, I'm tryna get 'em out

I got bitches all in the 6ix, I'm tryna pimp 'em out

Too many strains, **** get confused, I gotta sort it out

It's on the plane, finna hit the A, I gotta sport it out

Credit union, major banks, credit card fill up the safe

It's gon' hit at 3:00 a.m., be patient, dawg, you gotta wait

Secret service hit one of my spots, but I had got away

All that dirty money, damn, what car, should I go cop today?

Bvlgari, Omega, Lamb', Bottega, bitches, we just rotate 'em

Where my next location?

Trick on you? No, baby, shooters on go, baby

Bitch, I'm ballin' every day, he just do it on occasion

Just 'cause he's a broke baby, why this bitch look so vibin'?

Your bitch look so tired, my shrooms get me wired

Money multiplyin', Four Seasons steak and broccoli

Damn, this shit fire, fifty on the tire

See it and I buy it, **** ain't get no money, damn, they on the cash diet

Why these **** actin' like they rich? I don't know

I ain't had one as a kid, so I put Louis on my coat

I put Louis on my hoes, we do Cubans, not no ropes

When you really havin' cheese, you know you gotta do the most

Catch us leavin' out of Fifth, it ain't even leave a dent

Call in and make disputes, so you get everything you spent

Check the last transaction, they like everything was sent

I'm high, I'm workin' the crib, if I'm payin' bitches rent

I can pop out John Mayer, I can pop out Rose Gold

I can pop out all white, this shit cold, blow your nose

We stand on business, if I say this shit on sight, blow your pole

Bro ride 'round with Drake every day, he OVO

You ain't never sold the whole crop at once, slow your roll

Out here hustlin' for nothin', you don't even know your goal

Bro been in and out of state, he been eatin' off the pros

Navy Fed for a hunnid, but I got back sixty- four