C'$ Lyrics

$1000 t-shirt on, I got my heart wrapped in chrome

Let them find out you the target, send some darts through your home

She gon' have to send a pussy pic, want to talk on the phone

Get her wet, just off a call, said she in love with my tone

Love the way they play with kids, but all my bitches be grown

Said I'm nothin' like they last, and love the pimp and I shown

Tryna see where my talent gon' take me, told her leave me alone

See you flexin' cash, but it ain't close to what I done blown

My white boy, he tatted up and geeked like he Post Malone

Do the dash on the police, come back for what I done thrown

Workin' hard and trappin', dog, to me it's the same

I went bought some soft wit my first check, you went bought a chain

Walk in, got that full-size K with me, it look like a cane

Plug aint, wanna bring that pack to me, so his daughter came

Put a knife right in your face like you was with Slaughter Gang

Big 21, leave a opp red since he tried getting some fame

He was known all in the city, but got plucked by a lame

Tried to merge and he got crushed, he shoulda stayed in his lane

Figure this shit out myself, ain't gotta pay for no sauce

Took a front, but you can't hustle, gotta pay for that loss

Gotta be on defense at all times, I sit and wait for the cross

Tell a bitch that I don't got it, I won't fade for no broad

She wanna know what's in my cup, she tryna take her a sip

I ain't know she had a man before she taste on her dick

Only thing I'm worried about, how much to take on a trip

On the plane the only time, ain't gotta carry no stick

That ain't your brother, y'all can't buckle down and eat out one pot

what you got paid to do that mission, I done seen all one spot

I knew that I wouldn't die when I was bleeding and shot

Touching my wound spitting out blood, throwing up c's to the cops