Cash Out Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Finna cash out like the lotto, only thinking bout bands bands
Streets still cold like Chicago, all I need is one Chance, Chance
Roll the Za, grams
New Audmar part of my plans
Gotta bad bitch in a trance
She can do it on the dick with no hands
Finna cash out like the lotto, only thinking bout bands bands
Streets still cold like Chicago, all I need is 1 Chance, Chance
Roll the za, grams
New Audmar part of my plans
Got a bad bitch in a trance
She can do it on the dick with no hands
Feel like I'm Pac got the Juice yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Aint got no opps I'm the truth yea, yea yea yea
Smoke going out of the roof yea, yea yea yea
Drop bombs like Osama then poof, yea
Death over dishonor let's fuck up some commas
My life is a Movie these niggas love Drama
Stackin that Blue Cheese up like imma Farmer
Paid all my dues that's because I know karma
I reap what I grew in that bank I'm a charmer
Tryna put badd bitch in a condo, reachin' fa the dick when we lit of that Fronto
.When she ride it call me Head Huncho, pussy like diamonds so I made her come pronto
Finna cash out like the lotto, only thinking bout bands bands
Streets still cold like Chicago, all I need is one Chance, Chance
Roll the za, grams
New audmar part of my plans
Gotta bad bitch in a trance
She can do it on the dick with no hands
Finna cash out like the lotto, only thinking bout bands bands
Streets still cold like Chicago, all I need is 1 Chance, Chance
Roll the Za, grams
New Audmar part of my plans
Got a bad bitch in a trance
She can do it on the dick with no hands
Underground like Tubman but they peep they game
On the eway clutching just to free my brain
No one to ease the pain, days ones they seem to change
I'm not here to judge you, I know we all struggle
Aint have it I got it, this hustle is polished, I count up that gualla off backends
I tried to live honest know niggas that slaughter and niggas that's Robbin like Baskin
Thru streets as toddler had brains like a scholar so 1 step ahead with the trappin'
Xurreal always solid, free my niggas promise, i'm grindin' til my family cashin'
Niggas always get to talking but ain't got no bag fr
I turned nothing into something nah I aint no average deal
Baby girl look like she hungry she eat up that's meal
She peepin' the drip like compass, to the sheets now I'm up in her stomach
Finna cash out like the lotto, only thinking bout bands bands
Streets still cold like Chicago, all I need is one Chance, Chance
Roll the Za, grams
New Audmar part of my plans
Gotta bad bitch in a trance
She can do it on the dick with no hands
Finna cash out like the lotto, only thinking bout bands bands
Streets still cold like Chicago, all I need is one Chance, Chance
Roll the Za, grams
New Audmar part of my plans
Gotta bad bitch in a trance
She can do it on the dick with no hands