Cha Ching ft. Arthur Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Cha ching
Cha ching
Like I told you baby this the best type of ring
Come and let me spoil you buy the best type of things
Stacks I can enjoy some now
She calling my phone like I'm important now
Money like
Cha ching
Cha ching
Running to them 100s like
Cha ching
Cha ching
Damn my pockets gon' be flooded like
Cha ching
Cha ching
Running to that money like
Cha ching
Cha ching
Savage Fenty now she love me
In my pockets now she love me
Saditty now she touch me
She brushed me with her tiddy
When I'm in it I'll be lucky
I remember I had nothing
Now I stack my money
Jv be getting honey
Right now she think I'm funny
So she act just like a bunny
Lay her on the bed, tell her she just taste so yummy
If she act right, Ima take her out the country
Spend it like a fool 'cuz I'm always making money
She always getting gifts now she tell me that she love me
You know I can't believe her
1000 degrees shawty hot just like a fever (Hot)
Like her salad tossed but my name is not Caesar
Cute on the gram but she acts just like a skeezer
Don't really think I need her
She got DSL so you know that she's an eater
She always tell me "Listen"
But baby Ima teach ya
I'm balling on the court while your man up in the bleachers
I'm coming for my money like
Cha ching
Cha ching
Running to them 100s like
Cha ching
Cha ching
Damn my pockets gon' be flooded like
Cha ching
Cha ching
Running to that money like
Cha ching
Cha ching
Savage Fenty now she love me
Had a brownskin beautiful dime
She said I'm really tryna see you cuz its been a long time
Said I know you always working tryna please and provide
You can tell me all your secrets you know you can confide
But I got to play my part so what you doing tonight
Picked up in the whip got to bring you outside
Girl you out with the king, treat you just like a bride
But if you come for my money Ima have to go hide
You wasn't with me in the stu when I was singing
Found out I had bread, and now you started clinging
But I'm smart like a psychic
We're not alike chick
Kicked out of my crib
Now you're my side chick
Now you're my side chick
This ain't no hobby
You know my body
Built like a Greek
Stacking this salad my fingertips green
I'm with the honey we buzzing two bees
I'm staying hot 4000 degrees
Don't try to confuse me with anything less
Don't try to compete when I'm in my own league
Lil shawty gonna handle my stress
She got in the lyft, pulled up on F now the tank on E
Turkey chicken how she took all the beef
Now I'm thinking that we could be a thing
I think I told her that the box was elite
Dodging cupid rather look for the green
That's tunnel vision
If she throw it back I can't stumble with it
Burn all the paper you'll crumble with it
4000
Switching the message
A lot of y'all talk I was never pretending
These niggas, see niggas will cap for a mention
Not even a check, just tryna be next
No talent no vision
Most of y'all missed and not even top shelf
Leaning on leeches cant find you no help
You used to be silent when you got the belt
Now moving in silence you walk with the bell
Kitty come to me like a magnet
I can't flinch when I'm gonna do damage
Tell big bro now he bouta go rancid
4000° I'm holding 4 matches
K on each tip, no k on my hip
But spin back again I might just let it rip
Feeling gymnastic he bouta get flipped
I'm running my route and I'm aimed at the chip
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