Ca$h Lyrics

Let's get to the fuckin' bands, mann Let's get this cash

Your girl a hoe All she wanna do is smash

Got the money counters, yeah I'ma count it so fast

Hundred K on the whip, yeah. It's a digi dash

I don't wanna hear shit, man It's fuckin' trash

Found a girl who gon' suck it like she ash Cash

Fake ID I be in the club. Got her shakin' ass

Going 200 in the whip. I might crash

Pussy from the dealership His tires I might slash

Hit her from the back Now she got fuckin' whiplash

Ballin' like I'm in the NBA Feel like I'm Nash

He like Walter White He just cooked up another batch

She be calling too much, man I think she attached

She be tryna buy some clothes that goddamn match

Can't do that cause I wear designer mismatch

I can't be beat cause I'm just unmatched

I was cheating in school just so I could fuckin' pass

Ain't a fiend but I smoke kush by the mass

She said, what I'm sippin? I got crown in this fuckin' glass

I'ma take her on a trip Yeah, we fuckin' in France

She be fuckin' on me Man you ain't got a chance

Pinky ring shine so bright It gon' put you in a trance

I'ma buy it in full Don't need a finance

Got some whips and they all fuckin' black on black

Six a.m. in her room Wanna fuck to my tracks

Still can't believe I made it Yeah, I'm making all these racks

If they tryna get me, best believe I keep that strap

Making music got me rich. Man, I didn't even trap