Cash Right Lyrics

[Intro]
Ay, hey hey, ay ay
Ooh he sound like some [?] he'll trap shit
f*ck nigga play swear to God I'mma clap shit (Ay)
We'll take yo' favorite rapper around 02 (Ayy)
[?]
Jump out the car with that stick I'mma flame 'em
These niggas know that I'm dangerous
This uh, chest catcher, one of these hoes burnin' my
Chest like, throat like a f*ckin', Swisher

[Verse 1]
Jump out the car with the stick I'mma flame it
These niggas know that I'm dangerous
I'm in a bitch fast lane and changin', diamonds in my mouth
Shit blingin'
Scope and a beam on a K, no aimin'
Turn ya lil' partner to a angel
I don't f*ck with niggas, swear to God they be the lamest
Only hang with the Lord no strangers (Gang!)
Cash out my car swear to God I won't run 'em out
We get 'em in and we get 'em out
f*ck nigga play swear to God I'ma snap like a ceilin' now
Racks in my pocket a big amount
Freaky lil' bitch treat me just like some dental floss
I swear to God I'm off an amount
Extended clip all in the Glock, shit stickin' out
[?] my partners swear to God I got a bigger house
Flush out a opp put the Glock on his dimple
I'm in her mouth like the dinner
These niggas fake they false swear to God they bendin'
I'm in the hood like a engine
And if it's smoke swear to God I'm checking out attention
These niggas really be pretendin'
Callin' my name nigga better not mention
Swear to God I'll do a sentence (Gang!)
These niggas really know I'm hard
Made a quarter ticket off fraud
These niggas tryna ride the wave like Rod
Pop up at the show with them rods (On God)
I got a big ass house bitch look like a lodge
In the crib got ya bitch givin' massages
Four different hoes at the crib they ménagin'
Choppa get loud like a augment
I'm havin' racks right now, you had 'em past tense
f*ck nigga reach I'ma crash, like on accident
These niggas double L's, lame and they lackin'
Draco blow fire like a dragon
I'm havin' rack after rack, gettin' bag after bag and
So many racks, pants saggin'
Do I got the fire? f*ck nigga no askin'
Hoe after hoe like I'm Macin'
Aye, I'm spendin' racks everyday
I spend in a weekend a month what you made
Big ass house, had to buy me a maid
Choppa cut shit, give fades I had to change up the lifestyle, swear I'm gettin' paid
Dark tint frames like Blade
And if he can't keep up gettin' lost like a maze
Whatever I do they amazed (Gang!)
[Chorus]
I got that cash right
I'm gettin' cash mornin' time and night
Pockets stuffed so my pants tight
If a f*ck nigga play goin' down like a bad flight (Ha, ayy!)
Open my mouth, teeth shine like a flashlight
Act wrong, up the Glock, act right (Ha, ayy)
So many percs I don't even remember last night
I up the K get to singin' Bryan McKnight
I got that cash right
I'm gettin' cash mornin' time and night (Ha, ayy)
Pockets stuffed so my pants tight
If a f*ck nigga play goin' down like a bad flight (Ayy)
Open my mouth, teeth shine like a flashlight
Act wrong, up the Glock, act right (Ha, ayy!)
So many percs I don't even remember last night
I up the K get to singin' Bryan McKnight (Ha, ayy!)

[Verse 2]
Know she gon' f*ck first night, I'm handsome
Kidnapped ya' son for ransom
f*ck nigga play we gon' stamp, bam 'em
Name a nigga like me comin' out of 'Bama
Truckload the gang, head first like antlers
We on they ass like some pampers
Clean the scene up like a hamper
I get rack after rack, got that bag like Santa
These niggas cappin' we steppin' like sandals
Bullet dodgin' shit jewelry Randell
She suckin' dick, two hands with manners
Truckload the gang keep the stick like some campers
I pop my shit and they cut on the camera
I pop a perc, give me stamina
Know they don't like me but watchin' like channels
Choppa turn his ass to a dancer
[Chorus]
I got that cash right
I'm gettin' cash mornin' time and night
Pockets stuffed so my pants tight
If a f*ck nigga play goin' down like a bad flight (Ha, ayy)
Open my mouth, teeth shine like a flashlight
Act wrong, up the Glock, act right
So many percs I don't even remember last night
I up the K get to singin' Bryan McKnight
I got that cash right
I'm gettin' cash mornin' time and night
Pockets stuffed so my pants tight
If a f*ck nigga play goin' down like a bad flight
Open my mouth, teeth shine like a flashlight
Act wrong, up the Glock, act right
So many percs I don't even remember last night
I up the K get to singin' Bryan McKnight (Ayy)

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