Cash Rules
PrayforJoeyy
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Cash rules I get money f*ck the rules If that bitch she f*ck the gang Then you know she bad news Caught that nigga tryna hang You ain’t even with the crew I just pull up fully loaded yea my Niggas they ready to shoot Smoke with my dogs i feel like Snoop I hit the stash in the back of the boot She wanna f*ck in the back of the coupe Look at my eyes and she seeing the moon Designer my jeans feel comfortable If she wanna eat I ain’t paying no bill If she suck this dick then maybe I will I just open that pussy then pop like a pill I’m on the perks I feel above Smoking on gas got me high like a dove Told her I’m leaving she say she don’t trust F*ck all that shit I can’t fall in love F*ck the cops man I been on the run They copy and paste man these niggas my sons All of this water on me like a gator Yea I pull up with these sticks like a ranger You know I ain’t scared of none of these niggas Bunch of clout chasers these niggas ain’t major I don’t f*ck with these rappers these rappers they haters She see all my diamonds she think I’m a slayer 220 on the highway I feel like a race I get to the bag yea I feel like a laker These niggas so fake but they diamonds is faker Swift in that whip got me feeling like Taylor All of this drip on me came cross the border She out of line have to put her in order All of this ice on me like I’m Ben baller Money so long yea my money so taller I take your main bitch I might take your daughter I got these pills on me just like a quarter Niggas is lame and they still droppin cds My bitch she bad she a model like Gigi Gotta pay me twenty bands just to meet me I got that ice on my neck I got Vvs I’m on the internet you still on Tv I don’t f*ck with no nigga that’s still on the tv But I’m still popping drugs My lean it came from the ground She say that she wanna f*ck Told her can’t fall inlove Said we can’t fall inlove Why you you always inlove Told her don’t hold no grudge This ain’t no love thats lust These diamonds on me they bust Cash rules I get money f*ck the rules If that bitch she f*ck the gang Then you know she bad news Caught that nigga tryna hang You ain’t even with the crew I just pull up fully loaded yea my Niggas they ready to shoot Smoke with my dogs i feel like Snoop I hit the stash in the back of the boot She wanna f*ck in the back of the coupe Look at my eyes and she seeing the moon Designer my jeans feel comfortable If she wanna eat I ain’t paying no bill If she suck this dick then maybe I will I just open that pussy then pop like a pill
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