CASH (feat. QuinX)
True New Wave
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I'm on bail but I'm reoffending That's cause pounds are pending I'm a real trap nigga All these racks I be spending Detectives kick my door Ask me "where the fucks the straps?" Tryna locate the tings like its fucking google maps Chilling with my bro All we do is make this cash I've seen a couple pieces man, I ain't talking reeces In the end your on your knees I'm standing on my feet Your chewing on my meat Finally get something too eat I'm on bail but I'm reoffending That's cause pounds are pending I'm a real trap nigga All these racks I be spending Detectives kick my door Ask me "where the fucks the straps?" Tryna locate the tings like its fucking google maps "You've arrived at your destination" Pigs don't understand that I'll never snitch I'm speaking spanish So who wants war with True New Wave, cause when we kill we vanish Moving minor steps cause the one that jump don't hit the finish Quick rewind and clap, cause I'm moving packs that never dimish Cops they want this beef, they want this war, they want my money I think its funny but the plug he moves in waves He moves in K's don't think he dummy and I'm not the only one that's out for M's Are you fucking bummy? Bitch I'm the one that did it I'm on bail but I'm reoffending That's cause pounds are pending I'm a real trap nigga All these racks I be spending Detectives kick my door Ask me "where the fucks the straps?" Tryna locate the tings like its fucking google maps Now there's Louis on my waist Gucci on my hip (hip) Louis on the hat, 50 in the motherfuckin bag Real bag chaser, I be on my fucking grind Not wasting time, they tryna get me doing time Just hopped out of the BRZ with a brand new duffle bag Dont really care what the outcome is All I care is I'm counting cash Just like GTA I grab my gang and count the stacks So f*ck off the case and dash So f*ck off the case and dash I'm on bail but I'm reoffending That's cause pounds are pending I'm a real trap nigga All these racks I be spending Detectives kick my door Ask me "where the fucks the straps?" Tryna locate the tings like its fucking google maps Detectives see me out, ask me "what the f*ck you doing?" They know I like to trap, they know I like to stack They know I get them packs, shut them blinds and bust them bags Now its time to trap, now its time to stack
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Written by: ANTONIO RENARD SMITH
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