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lirik lagu cash kidd - can't complain

[intro: cash kidd]
(d~mn, machu, why’d you have to do ’em like that?)
well, well, well
hm
tuh

[verse 1: cash kidd]
n~ggas lame, i’ve been blowin’ n~ggas out since first quarter
just planned a vacation with my hooker ‘cross the border
tryna hang around swipers, sent her walkin’ like she dora
feel like the kool~aid man, b~tch, my neck full of water, huh
b~tch, what you was thinkin’? i’ve been schemin’, i’ve been eatin’
yeah, you broke my heart, but that’s the demon that i needed
gave me motivation, you the reason i succeeded
gotta keep the iron ’cause the murder rate increasin’
cut her off with no warning, b~tch’ll never get no closure (b~tch)
gettin’ chauffeured like i’m scared of gettin’ pneumonia
v on my shirt like i played for minnesota
broke n~ggas k!ll me, feel like melanie fiona
i went on made 50, you was scared to get corona
just added two~fifty in my schedule for the moment
gotta watch your n~ggas, they more jealous than opponents
i got bad defense, i just left a n~gga open

[chorus: cash kidd]
yeah, got his ass whacked
shoutout to your b~tch, she got the best neck
couple people disappointed me, but that’s that
i can’t complain, the shoe on each foot a half rack
ass fat, p~ssy fat, cold lil’ b~tch
talkin’ to me while i’m in it, cold with the lips
my n~gga like deebo on the road with the pic
let my dogs out, they comin’ home to that sh~t
[verse 2: cash kidd]
i ain’t sh~t, just made a b~tch pay for the d~ck
now she late on her rent
stripper ugly, but i seen an opp and rained in that b~tch
ain’t gotta run outside, b~tch, we came in with sticks
i know i’m busy, so i let my b~tch text n~ggas
told her jugg all these lame~ass n~ggas (ham)
yeah, a hundred~thousand~dollar check pending
no, i don’t g~ngb~ng, but i’ve been at the set trippin’
neck only ’cause these broke b~tches tryna trap n~ggas
stay ready, skelly rolled up like meg griffin
know you heard a lot about me, did you hear i smack n~ggas? (ayy)
got red bottoms on like that crash n~gga
she say, “i shouldn’t have let you f~ck, ’cause now you act different”
how you gon’ f~ck the game but got the nerve to have feelings?
heard a lot of sneak dissin’, i ain’t hear her name once
ever since we came up, ten phones, same punch, n~gga

[chorus: cash kidd & shootergang kony]
yeah, got his ass whacked
shoutout to your b~tch, she got the best neck
couple people disappointed me, but that’s that
i can’t complain, the shoe on each foot a half rack
ass fat, p~ssy fat, cold lil’ b~tch
talkin’ to me while i’m in it, cold with the lips
my n~gga like deebo on the road with the pic
let my dogs out, they comin’ home to that sh~t (ayy, ayy)
[verse 3: shootergang kony]
tell the opps, “n~gga, we ain’t bumped heads in h~lla long”
put the pistol to his head like a home telephone
i don’t go to sleep, i just blink for h~lla long
i can’t fit no vlone, i get cream, then be gone
blackjack, tryna hit some numbers ‘fore he fold
buy ’em high heels, ’cause these n~ggas really hoes
trust arizona, tryna get a couple poles
took a trip to sacramento, tryna sn~tch a couple souls
i might post so much shooters in the back so it’s packed
donatello, n~ggas ridin’ with a rat, i can’t cap
sent the n~ggas smoke the homie, sh~t, it’s good, we gon’ match
like he paranoid in prison, leave him sleepin’ on his back
how ironic, you a demon but you drive a scat pack
shooter in your raps, you ain’t geekin’, that’s facts (b~tch)
used to go to school with nothin’ in my backpack
play me for a quick nut, we gon’ call a fast track, n~gga (yeah)

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