BMT$: Bring Me the Cash Lyrics

You can keep the haters my nigga

I'll take the Muhfucking money

100 after 100

Sunday to Sunday, Let's Go

You keep the haters and bring me the cash

I don't even count it, its straight to the stash

Get rid of work quick, just call me the Flash

Said you keep the haters just bring me the cash

You keep the haters and bring me the cash

You keep the haters and bring me the cash

I don't even count it, its straight to the stash

Get rid of work quick, just call me the Flash

Said you keep the haters and bring me the cash

You keep the haters and bring me the cash

Im talking to Benji, Im talking to Grant, we having a conversation

You don't want to temp me I carry the tech, There will be evacuation

Because of the diamonds thats all on my kneck

She wanna come home and taste me, she wanna come home And taste me

Man that pussy feeling so amazing

By any means Imma get it, Studio or the kitchen

Prosecutor said I was going down, I threw the deuces up and got missing

I made a couple songs and got richer, I painted a whole nother picture

Cause I started from nothing and now I am buzzing and giving you rap niggas issues

You keep the haters and bring me the cash

All of this money I see why they mad

Not to mention my bitch bad, My whip fast

My niggas on that bullshit, you try me and they'll ride on yo Bitch ass

Get ya muhfucking money nigga

You gone stay broke hating on me you fuck ass nigga

You keep the haters and bring me the cash

I don't even count it, its straight to the stash

Get rid of work quick, just call me the Flash

Said you keep the haters just bring me the cash

You keep the haters and bring me the cash

You keep the haters and bring me the cash

I don't even count it, its straight to the stash

Get rid of work quick, just call me the Flash

Said you keep the haters and bring me the cash

You keep the haters and bring me the cash

That money come to fast to count it, that money to thick for a wallet

Lil mama she thick and she wildin, I cant understand her

I bet you this bitch from the Islands

I think that these niggas just hating

Simply because you niggas just broke and you salty

I know that the money gone come

So Im gone just spend it shit I might not be here tomorrow

I might not be here tomorrow and if I should die, I live by the code of the streets

Dont cry at my funeral nigga, party for me shit I live my life like a G

I live my life like a G 100% real tatted on me, bad lil bitch at my side

Switching lanes I'm getting head while I ride, Im getting head when I ride

Run up on me, it will be a homicide

And I ain't even got to do it, one of my young niggas ready and foolish

I write em a check and I roll up a blunt and I pour me a cup cuz that's how we do shit

I role like a boss cuz thats how Im moving I role like a boss cuz thats how Im moving Muhfucka

Yea nigga

When you getting money you aint even got to shoot

Got a nigga to do that

Lets go

You keep the haters and bring me the cash

I don't even count it, its straight to the stash

Get rid of work quick, just call me the Flash

Said you keep the haters just bring me the cash

You keep the haters and bring me the cash

You keep the haters and bring me the cash

I don't even count it, its straight to the stash

Get rid of work quick, just call me the Flash

Said you keep the haters and bring me the cash

You keep the haters and bring me the cash