Ca$hland
Too $hort, YBN Nahmir, E-40
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I'm a trip mode, Cashland wearin' motherfucker Niggas look over this way I swear to God they ain't gon' touch on it On my cash, get it out your bitch If it come down to it Got her hands feelin' on my Think she finna chew 'Bout my game, you know what it is Leave you in a ditch Last summer nigga scored a point Then he got switched by the team I'm gon' blow brains, don't need to assist Ain't no talking we be back to back They know what it is I'm through that east and I'm just with the guys Know I got that .45 so don't be surprised I had to slow down on that shooting 'Cause your shooter telling shit A nigga playing with my bread Okay we got them toasters bitch See this 1911 to put a bitch up in a casket Act like you tripping but I ain't slipping up in traffic Forty it's on me, I get to knocking down your homies The beef it get funky and I can't let no niggas smoke me Take a trip out to the beach, Will and Scotty Deblor Don't even gotta talk cause off the rip he a savage I be in the North Pole with a pole living lavish I told my lil' cousin Manny we need chicken and cabbage Low tryna hit the road, ducking from police Turned on a backstreet, this the stolie On the set, my niggas coming, shut the whole city down The bands up on the 'Gram But got them tucked when we come around I'm a trip mode, Cashland wearin' motherfucker Niggas look over this way I swear to God they ain't gon' touch on it On my cash, get it out your bitch If it come down to it Got her hands feelin' on my Think she finna chew I'm a trip mode, Cashland wearin' motherfucker Niggas look over this way I swear to God they ain't gon' touch on it On my cash, get it out your bitch If it come down to it Got her hands feelin' on my Think she finna chew I'm a ganged up individual But I don't be talking to no killers (killers) I be strained up with medicinal blow And big broccoli cigarillos ('rillos) When I'm waking up to a wake and bake At the early crack of dawn (dawn) I grab my shoebox and proceed To roll up me some lime (lime) My uncle told me that as long as you live Don't you ever be no punk (punk) Be ready for altercations And unexpected fall (fall) Think wisely and plan out your plot Before you go to war (war) Don't send no amateur Send someone that got down before (before) When you're growing griz You gotta go through it's ugly stage (uh) Dead homies tatted on me They calm down my pain and rage (uh) These bitches all on me They say that I don not age The home protection That I choose is a Mossberg 500 gauge I'm a trip mode, Cashland wearin' motherfucker Niggas look over this way I swear to God they ain't gon' touch on it On my cash, get it out your bitch If it come down to it Got her hands feelin' on my Think she finna chew I'm a trip mode, Cashland wearin' motherfucker Niggas look over this way I swear to God they ain't gon' touch on it On my cash, get it out your bitch If it come down to it Got her hands feelin' on my (yo it's $hort dog) Think she finna chew As a youngster I never knew nothing Just a badass kid chasing hoes, getting money I was straight down and dirty Got the game from the pimps Eleven years old going hard on a bitch (hard on a bitch) Bitches walking down the street tryna to get my grip Everything she get, nigga, that's my shit (give me that) I set up shop a million dollar spot And all my bitches tan the whole damn block (my bitch) You choose me We 'bout to switch the plan If you playing bitch you going back to your man But if you staying you need to meet my other bitch You ain't cool with her You can't f*ck with this (can't f*ck with, uh) I'm a trip mode, Cashland wearin' motherfucker Niggas look over this way I swear to God they ain't gon' touch on it On my cash, get it out your bitch If it come down to it Got her hands feelin' on my Think she finna chew I'm a trip mode, Cashland wearin' motherfucker Niggas look over this way I swear to God they ain't gon' touch on it On my cash, get it out your bitch If it come down to it Got her hands feelin' on my Think she finna chew
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Written by: Aaron Christian, Earl Stevens, Nicholas Simmons, Rayshawn Gordon, Todd Anthony Shaw
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