Cash Cow Lyrics

See I'm a cash cow, I need my cash now And if you movin', how you movin'

Better back down My niggas movin' and they creepin' in the

background My niggas caught you lackin', you will never

lack now Yeah, it's 21, oh yeah, it's 21

Niggas think it's sweet, niggas think it's honey bun

No, we gon' pop em', drop em', hit em' with this Tommy gun

My niggas movin', how they movin', can't nobody run

They say I'm cappin', how I'm cappin', was never cappin' then

I call you trap, and you was trappin', never trap again

Don't beef with niggas, cause beef with niggas is whack, my friend

So pray to God, and pray for God, then I say amen

And I can't lose, I'm makin' moves, I'm in my groove

My cha-cha smooth , Jimmy Choo's, you give me two, I give you eight

I make sure your shit is straight, I'm on time, but I'm not too late

I woke up to push this weight, and only few can get this plate

And I can't chalk you off my slate, I won't forgive you to this day

That you can't come to my estate

And DJ at the Golden Gates, and I got hands like Golden Tate

And I got hands like Golden Tate

And I got hands like Golden Tate

See, I'm a cash cow, I need my cash now

And if you movin', how you movin', better back down

My niggas movin', and they creepin' in the background

My niggas caught you lackin', you will never lack now

Yeah, it's 21, oh yeah, it's 21

Niggas think it's sweet, niggas think it's honey bun

And we gon' pop em', drop em', hit em' with this Tommy gun

My niggas movin', how they movin', can't nobody run

I'm back, and I'm better, wear black with the leather

Don't fuck with these birds , and I don't like the feathers

This bitch is sick for me, under the weather

Got tired of waiting for them college letters

I Don't like flannel , so I rock sweaters

I've been the boy since 06

I thought you knew, but y'all don't know shit

When I come up, bring the whole clique

And I'm like, whoa, and I'm gon' go

And I was 17, my mom scared me out the door

And I was broke and hungry, and kept it on the low

Need more money, these 9-to-5's too slow

Put verbs on beats, now I'm about to blow

See, I'm a cash cow, I need my cash now

And if you movin', how you movin', better back down

My niggas movin', and they creepin' in the background

My niggas caught you lackin', you will never lack now

Yeah, it's 21, oh yeah, it's 21

Niggas think it's sweet, niggas think it's honey bun

And we gon' pop em, drop em, hit em with this Tommy gun

My niggas movin', how they movin', can't nobody run

My niggas movin', how they movin', can't nobody run