Cash Lyrics

I got the reason you pay for the tag

Step in Buscemi I’m breaking a bag

Breakdown a peezy I’m breakin it bad

Fiya man fiending all day for the cash

Never go broke cuz I'm makin it last

Invest in homes till I'm rakin in cash

I was a lil waisting nigga the cash

Fiya mane smoke u be tastin the gas

I got the reason you pay for the tag

Step in buscemi I’m breaking a bag

Breakdown a peezy I’m breakin it bad

Fiya man fiending all day for the cash

Never go broke cuz I'm makin it last

Invest in homes till I'm rakin in cash

I was a lil nigga waistin the cash

Fiya mane smoke u be tastin the gas

Couldn’t even count all that shit in the stash

Left my old bitch it I got rich on her ass

Heard my lil g got a lick on the gas

I put the cash in a designer bag

I get the Ps and I move em so fast

I got no reason to hold on a bag

Off-white designer that shit came in plaid

She love the features I got from my dad

She love the features I got from My

Know I been fresh since the Karl Kani

NYC bitch had to hop in a cab

You know I do not give a fuck if she bad

They want the features I charge for mine

I bet my niggas go hard for mine

Clutchin I’m huggin I run up the bag

They think I’m blooding I’m popping a tag

I was out speedin wit po on my ass

She says she love me I know it won't last

Big Lamborghini I’m blowing the gas

She just wan see me just goin out bad

She just wan beat and I throw on the mag

I got good reason to throw on a mag

She want my semen to go in my bag

I know she scheming I’m knowing her past

I got the reason you pay for the tag

Step in buscemi I’m breaking a bag

Breakdown a peezy I’m breakin it bad

Fiya man fiending all day for the cash

Never go broke cuz I'm makin it last

Invest in homes till I'm rakin in cash

I was a lil nigga waistin the cash

Fiya mane smoke u be tastin the gas

I got the reason you pay for the tag

Step in buscemi I’m breaking a bag

Breakdown a peezy I’m breakin it bad

Fiya man fiending all day for the cash

Never go broke cuz I'm makin it last

Invest in homes till I'm rakin in cash

I was a lil nigga waistin the cash

Fiya mane smoke u be tastin the gas

Ask me if I trust that bitch an I’ll laugh

I just stay focused I’m gettin that bag

King Louie OG original gas

She just approached me I’m bridging the gap

I fucked her once and I dip on her ass

I left a blunt on my digital dash

They think I'm scammin I'm gettin this cash

I raised my standards my vision is grand

Magazine only way I'm on a stand

Fuck that lil rollie cuz I want the land

Ain't nothing happen you told on ya mans

I got a passion for folding up bands

I hit the trap wit a goal and a plan

Sick of this shit had me folding my hands

I’m in the club and I don’t wanna dance

I gave a moe to a hoe cuz I can

I got the drip Burberry trench no this ain't Columbine

Sour it stink NYC shit Amare Stoudamire

I’m taking risk imma get rich that is the bottom line

Look at my bitch look at my wrist today I got the time

I got the reason you pay for the tag

Step in Buscemi I’m breaking a bag

Breakdown a peezy I’m breakin it bad

Fiya man fiending all day for the cash

Never go broke cuz I'm makin it last

Invest in homes till I'm rakin in cash

I was a lil nigga waistin the cash

Fiya mane smoke u be tastin the gas

I got the reason you pay for the tag

Step in Buscemi I’m breaking a bag

Breakdown a peezy I’m breakin it bad

Fiya man fiending all day for the cash

Never go broke cuz I'm makin it last

Invest in homes till I'm rakin in cash

I was a lil nigga waistin the cash

Fiya mane smoke u be tastin the gas