Cash
Trill Mowglii
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Let's go, go get some, go get some money, go get some bread Waking right up in the morning, aye Wiping my eyes, brushing my teeth, grabbing my keys I'm on the road, dodging police Get to this cheddar, by any means If life gives you lemons then make lemon squeeze Tappin my vape this bitch um ocean breeze Take it too far, all my oops be like geez Flip a burger like my daughter, Louise Um, yeah, all that Im know'in is stack Go get a stack, go get a pack Go make it flip, right in the trap She wanna go shopping, I told her, relax Don't get too comfy First sit right here, help me count up this money, She want cold jewelry, her nose getting runny We f*ck on the beach from the night till it's sunny Go get some money, that's what I said Go get some money, get out the bed I stay out the way, so them boys think I'm scared Mechanical pencil, we fill them with lead Talk out your neck, then we cut off your head My homie bang blue, but he sippin' on red Niggas be runnin', we come but they fled I stack up the money from now to the end Go get some money, ayy, ayy, ayy Go get some bread, ayy, ayy, ayy Go, go get some money, ayy, ayy, ayy Go get some bread, let's go Waking right up in the morning, ayy Wiping my eyes, brushing my teeth Grabbing my keys, I'm on the road Dodging police get to this chedder by any means If life gives you lemons then make lemon squeeze Tappin my vape this bitch um ocean breeze Take it too far all my oops be like geez Flip a burger like my daughter Louise Flip a burger like my son name was Gene Slime out his Glock then attach a lil beam One Deep by myself, I shoot at your team I been the man since the start of my teens Niggas they playing, get ripped like a jean Living my life like this shit was a dream Shout out the users man, shout out the fiends Bitch, you so bad, got me weak in the knees (Weak in the knees) Yeah, f*ck a opinion Ayy, nigga, I'm winning, her pussy the ocean This shit got me swimming, I'm making a killin' I'm living, God willing, Trill inna cut he just sitting back chilling, My bro like Mad Max he gon' wake up, start drilling, We do no telling , riding with felons, Walk with bananas bust open your melon Trill , you the greatest Lil' bitch, who you telling? This is Versace Cologne that you smelling This shit going up going up, it's propelling, Tech out your neck and it's ready for killing, Ain't talking to cops this is not fuckin Ellen Beat in his face now that shit lookin swellen This bitch pussy water I swear it's a melon Go get some money Go get some bread Go get some money Go get some bread Let's go, go, go
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