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Cash App
by
Dee Watkins
Featuring(s) : Jackboy
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What's your Cash App What's your Cash App Bitch, what's your Cash App Don't be trippin' off a Cash App Bitch, what's your Cash App All that paper What's your cash app Lil' D Uh They like damn, what the f*ck How you do that? They tellin' me to deal with the tool I say "Screw that" But put the guns down I have beat a nigga blue, black I been there had a tik, no IG But you knew that Yeah you motherf*ckin' knew Hell yeah, bitch you knew I took the condom off Cause I'm f*cking with you boo I hate to see you go though I don't really need a crew I'm ten toes down like the bottom of my shoe Ok Racks in my jeans I got racks in my backpack Told that bitch to leave She ain't nothin' but a knack, knack I ain't got no pressure with ya baby I don't have that Oh, you want some thirty-inch bundles? What's your cash app Twelve get behind me I ain't trippin' this a scat pack I just got into it with my doll but we past that I be in the lab going hard on my lab rat She a whole snack, face cute in the ass vat Damn, why your bitch won't leave me alone Uh, why she keep on blowing up my phone Uh, I'm a crop 'em out and get 'em goin' I won't make you famous I won't diss you in no song I'm rolling, pencil totin', window pokin' Smokin', got me talkin', this important Hold it, don't let him in the building I don't know him Roll him, like a Backwood, I'ma smoke him They like damn, what the f*ck How you do that? They tellin' me to deal with the tool I say "Screw that" But put the guns down I have beat a nigga blue, black I been there had a tik, no IG But you knew that Yeah you motherf*ckin' knew Hell yeah, bitch you knew I took the condom off Cause I'm f*cking with you boo I hate to see you go though I don't really need a crew I'm ten toes down like the bottom of my shoe I f*ck for every yeah [?] Type of nigga to f*ck her raw and fill her up with plan-B's Type of nigga to f*ck her raw until act like she don't know me Type of nigga when I'm through with her she do the hommies I'm the typpe of nigga I don't know what to do with 'em I keep it on me Ridin' in the space, cool, [?] I'm lonely Parkas on, overweight you niggas gettin' boney Parkas on, he ran the plates, they need a shine to clone me Uh-uh, you niggas can't come in Just spent 20k camo-fied [?] outfit We flyin' PJ booth from the project I put cheese on your head like Aaron Rodgers You think I'm in the fashion I be throwin' bullets, Lamar Jackson Runnin in the Philly, you in traffic [?] [?] flaggin' My nigga took the hit and the wagon They like damn, what the f*ck How you do that? They tellin' me to deal with the tool I say "Screw that" But put the guns down I have beat a nigga blue, black I been there had a tik, no IG But you knew that Yeah you motherf*ckin' knew Hell yeah, bitch you knew I took the condom off Cause I'm f*cking with you boo I hate to see you go though I don't really need a crew I'm ten toes down like the bottom of my shoe
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