lirik lagu cash kidd – verified
[intro: 42 dugg]
this how we gon’ do this, ayy
(h~lluva made this beat, baby)
[verse 1: 42 dugg]
i remember we ain’t have sh~t
now look at us, both verified, f~ckin’ bad b~tches
bro, i done drove fast whips, bro, i done crashed whips
i don’t care if she a lame ho or if she a rat b~tch
i’ma f~ck her like my main, treat her like a fat b~tch
[verse 2: cash kidd]
i don’t care about my last b~tch, let my mans hit
i just checked my bank account, this sh~t outrageous
woke up with no socks on, i feel like a caveman, look
ayy, bust a nut, fell straight to sleep, got her ass heated
bro asked, “was her p~ssy good?” sh~t, i caught amnesia
n~gga said f~ck my dead brother, made his ass meet him
have to pay for them words like a rap feature
draco with the long nose, look like an anteater
fendi prints, put the f’s on her like a gas meter
bag touch, i’m passin’ out f’s like a mad teacher
say she want me and tay b, we gon’ tagteam her
[verse 3: tay b]
ayy, told dugg to bring 42, she want four too
this little sh~t these n~ggas signin’ for, we gon’ blow through
y’all n~ggas trippin’ over hoes, that’s what we don’t do
arguing with your b~tch every day is what you go through
on the phone beggin’ for her back, on your cryin’ sh~t
gave you a lil’ trophy, one year, on my kawhi sh~t
you like curry shootin’ from the three, you can’t buy a brick
she said she ain’t f~ck me, she a lyin’ b~tch
[verse 4: 42 dugg]
yeah, and she be suckin’ d~ck (rat)
five hours to the k, she a f~ckin’ trip
nine hours to the ten, we gon’ f~ck again
high~fivin’ with my mans, you can f~ck her friend
i might up a couple hundred, what’s a f~ckin’ benz?
rose and light ap, n~gga, one~of~one (duh)
b~tches call me tyler perry, i know one~and~dones
and we ain’t thinkin’ ’bout your n~gga, he a f~ckin’ bum
[verse 5: cash kidd]
huh, n~gga cappin’ like he one of us
b~tch, i’m sittin’ on racks like a honey bun
you sound dumb as f~ck, you think we ain’t bring them drums with us
one on ones, in here punchin’ up like an uppercut
[verse 6: tay b]
yeah, every n~gga on this f~ckin’ song been a hundred up
i’ma be up a half a mil’ when the summer up
i know these n~ggas sick, they can’t stomach us
your b~tch suck me out my skin like a tummy tuck
[verse 7: 42 dugg]
can’t none of y’all lil’ n~ggas f~ck with me (at all)
i ain’t payin’ the ho for nothin’, she a f~ckin’ freak
left wrist, right wrist four thousand a piece
probably hit his baby mama, he got a problem with me
heard i hit a n~gga sister, that was all facts
played bape in ’18, now we off that
sell dope and chase dreams, we don’t all rap
naw, n~gga, we don’t all rap
heard i hit a n~gga mama, that was real sh~t
lost five hundred thousand, but i’m still lit (turnt)
i ain’t pourin’ belvedere, i’m pourin’ real cris’
only real n~ggas feel this
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