Cash App (feat. Offset)

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Peel the top back and just sit in the trunk
 Well connected, I got just what you want
 Hit the Cash App, fuck a check up and run
 ♪
 Come and match that, OG smoke in my blunt
 I'm not on tour but in your city, bougie bitches rollin' up
 Throw it in the air, we don't give a fuck
 Stickin' to the code like it's where we from
 I'm ridin' with my day one
 Ain't no key to the ignition, VVS drippin'
 Up now, I swore on my bitches
 Pretty lil' tits and they skinny
 Swing my inches, I ain't just cute in the pictures (It's real)
 You broke, I ain't payin' attention (Lil' ho)
 With the gang, bring the 'Tron and the Henny
 Gucci new duffle, buy my bitch a mini
 The foreign two tone, I ain't talkin' 'bout Whitney
 Big ball, ballin' like tip-off
 Callin' no sick offs, Louis V flip-flops
 I got season like Salt Bae
 Racks on me blue just like Bombay
 It feel like feds watchin'
 Twenty racks up in my damn pocket
 I send up with everybody
 Turn the high heel to a red bottom
 Off-White but I don't got a stain
 Young with that money, but no, I ain't Wayne
 Car like my nigga, I cut off the brain
 Thought I switched the whip, it's a red, not the paint (Skrrt skrrt)
 Big Dreez, I'm the chosen (Big Dreez)
 I don't take L's, I smoke 'em
 Young Oprah, bag like Moka
 All around the world, nigga, ain't no local
 Peel the top back and just sit in the trunk
 Well connected, I got just what you want
 Hit the Cash App, fuck a check up and run
 Come and match that, OG smoke in my blunt
 I'm not on tour but in your city, bougie bitches rollin' up
 Throw it in the air, we don't give a fuck
 Stickin' to the code like it's where we from
 I'm ridin' with my day one
 Maybach coupe with an empty tank (Hey)
 Shoot out the roof with the gang (Shoot)
 Strips of the blues, you can catch this flame (Flame)
 Hide the dope in the dashboard frame (Dope)
 Cartier frames and Cartier bangles (Cartier)
 I'm famous, still twistin' my fingers (Fingers)
 The Kel-Tec show you what pain is (Kel')
 Offset, you know what my name is (Hey)
 Drip drop, watch don't tick tock
 Bags of the Ziploc, cash in the shoebox (Shoebox)
 My dawgs keep quiet, they don't bark a lot (Hrr)
 Fishtail the Lam' out the parking lot (Skrrt)
 Fuck her in the mouth then swap it out (Ugh)
 Big stone carats and they pokin' out (Stones)
 Bankroll knots on juggernaut (Knots)
 Baow, now he got a blood clot (Baow)
 My diamonds a puddle of Fiji (Water)
 Not a cup full of water, it's Easter (Mud)
 Since I dropped in the water, I been beastin' (Beastin')
 Once again, cross the border, it's easy (easy)
 Got the Glock for the plot and the demons (Plot)
 I'm in the Wraith but it feel like it's Venus (Stars)
 From the trap but we rock out arenas (Rock out)
 We blind you, niggas ain't seein' us
 Peel the top back and just sit in the trunk
 Well connected, I got just what you want
 Hit the Cash App, fuck a check up and run
 Come and match that, OG smoke in my blunt
 I'm not on tour but in your city, bougie bitches rollin' up
 Throw it in the air, we don't give a fuck
 Stickin' to the code like it's where we from
 I'm ridin' with my day one
 
 Peel the top back and just sit in the trunk
 Well connected, I got just what you want
 Hit the Cash App, fuck a check up and run
 ♪
 Come and match that, OG smoke in my blunt
 I'm not on tour but in your city, bougie bitches rollin' up
 Throw it in the air, we don't give a fuck
 Stickin' to the code like it's where we from
 I'm ridin' with my day one
 Ain't no key to the ignition, VVS drippin'
 Up now, I swore on my bitches
 Pretty lil' tits and they skinny
 Swing my inches, I ain't just cute in the pictures (It's real)
 You broke, I ain't payin' attention (Lil' ho)
 With the gang, bring the 'Tron and the Henny
 Gucci new duffle, buy my bitch a mini
 The foreign two tone, I ain't talkin' 'bout Whitney
 Big ball, ballin' like tip-off
 Callin' no sick offs, Louis V flip-flops
 I got season like Salt Bae
 Racks on me blue just like Bombay
 It feel like feds watchin'
 Twenty racks up in my damn pocket
 I send up with everybody
 Turn the high heel to a red bottom
 Off-White but I don't got a stain
 Young with that money, but no, I ain't Wayne
 Car like my nigga, I cut off the brain
 Thought I switched the whip, it's a red, not the paint (Skrrt skrrt)
 Big Dreez, I'm the chosen (Big Dreez)
 I don't take L's, I smoke 'em
 Young Oprah, bag like Moka
 All around the world, nigga, ain't no local
 Peel the top back and just sit in the trunk
 Well connected, I got just what you want
 Hit the Cash App, fuck a check up and run
 Come and match that, OG smoke in my blunt
 I'm not on tour but in your city, bougie bitches rollin' up
 Throw it in the air, we don't give a fuck
 Stickin' to the code like it's where we from
 I'm ridin' with my day one
 Maybach coupe with an empty tank (Hey)
 Shoot out the roof with the gang (Shoot)
 Strips of the blues, you can catch this flame (Flame)
 Hide the dope in the dashboard frame (Dope)
 Cartier frames and Cartier bangles (Cartier)
 I'm famous, still twistin' my fingers (Fingers)
 The Kel-Tec show you what pain is (Kel')
 Offset, you know what my name is (Hey)
 Drip drop, watch don't tick tock
 Bags of the Ziploc, cash in the shoebox (Shoebox)
 My dawgs keep quiet, they don't bark a lot (Hrr)
 Fishtail the Lam' out the parking lot (Skrrt)
 Fuck her in the mouth then swap it out (Ugh)
 Big stone carats and they pokin' out (Stones)
 Bankroll knots on juggernaut (Knots)
 Baow, now he got a blood clot (Baow)
 My diamonds a puddle of Fiji (Water)
 Not a cup full of water, it's Easter (Mud)
 Since I dropped in the water, I been beastin' (Beastin')
 Once again, cross the border, it's easy (easy)
 Got the Glock for the plot and the demons (Plot)
 I'm in the Wraith but it feel like it's Venus (Stars)
 From the trap but we rock out arenas (Rock out)
 We blind you, niggas ain't seein' us
 Peel the top back and just sit in the trunk
 Well connected, I got just what you want
 Hit the Cash App, fuck a check up and run
 Come and match that, OG smoke in my blunt
 I'm not on tour but in your city, bougie bitches rollin' up
 Throw it in the air, we don't give a fuck
 Stickin' to the code like it's where we from
 I'm ridin' with my day one
 
 Peel the top back and just sit in the trunk
 Well connected, I got just what you want
 Hit the Cash App, fuck a check up and run
 ♪
 Come and match that, OG smoke in my blunt
 I'm not on tour but in your city, bougie bitches rollin' up
 Throw it in the air, we don't give a fuck
 Stickin' to the code like it's where we from
 I'm ridin' with my day one
 Ain't no key to the ignition, VVS drippin'
 Up now, I swore on my bitches
 Pretty lil' tits and they skinny
 Swing my inches, I ain't just cute in the pictures (It's real)
 You broke, I ain't payin' attention (Lil' ho)
 With the gang, bring the 'Tron and the Henny
 Gucci new duffle, buy my bitch a mini
 The foreign two tone, I ain't talkin' 'bout Whitney
 Big ball, ballin' like tip-off
 Callin' no sick offs, Louis V flip-flops
 I got season like Salt Bae
 Racks on me blue just like Bombay
 It feel like feds watchin'
 Twenty racks up in my damn pocket
 I send up with everybody
 Turn the high heel to a red bottom
 Off-White but I don't got a stain
 Young with that money, but no, I ain't Wayne
 Car like my nigga, I cut off the brain
 Thought I switched the whip, it's a red, not the paint (Skrrt skrrt)
 Big Dreez, I'm the chosen (Big Dreez)
 I don't take L's, I smoke 'em
 Young Oprah, bag like Moka
 All around the world, nigga, ain't no local
 Peel the top back and just sit in the trunk
 Well connected, I got just what you want
 Hit the Cash App, fuck a check up and run
 Come and match that, OG smoke in my blunt
 I'm not on tour but in your city, bougie bitches rollin' up
 Throw it in the air, we don't give a fuck
 Stickin' to the code like it's where we from
 I'm ridin' with my day one
 Maybach coupe with an empty tank (Hey)
 Shoot out the roof with the gang (Shoot)
 Strips of the blues, you can catch this flame (Flame)
 Hide the dope in the dashboard frame (Dope)
 Cartier frames and Cartier bangles (Cartier)
 I'm famous, still twistin' my fingers (Fingers)
 The Kel-Tec show you what pain is (Kel')
 Offset, you know what my name is (Hey)
 Drip drop, watch don't tick tock
 Bags of the Ziploc, cash in the shoebox (Shoebox)
 My dawgs keep quiet, they don't bark a lot (Hrr)
 Fishtail the Lam' out the parking lot (Skrrt)
 Fuck her in the mouth then swap it out (Ugh)
 Big stone carats and they pokin' out (Stones)
 Bankroll knots on juggernaut (Knots)
 Baow, now he got a blood clot (Baow)
 My diamonds a puddle of Fiji (Water)
 Not a cup full of water, it's Easter (Mud)
 Since I dropped in the water, I been beastin' (Beastin')
 Once again, cross the border, it's easy (easy)
 Got the Glock for the plot and the demons (Plot)
 I'm in the Wraith but it feel like it's Venus (Stars)
 From the trap but we rock out arenas (Rock out)
 We blind you, niggas ain't seein' us
 Peel the top back and just sit in the trunk
 Well connected, I got just what you want
 Hit the Cash App, fuck a check up and run
 Come and match that, OG smoke in my blunt
 I'm not on tour but in your city, bougie bitches rollin' up
 Throw it in the air, we don't give a fuck
 Stickin' to the code like it's where we from
 I'm ridin' with my day one
 

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02:43
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145 BPM

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