Lil Baby – Cash Lyrics

Lil Baby – Cash Lyrics
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    "Cash." - Lil Baby

    Album: Harder Than Ever
    Track No: 08

    Cook that shit up, Quay
    Four pockets full, ****, yeah
    Is you mad? (Mad)
    'Cause I'm gettin' cash (I'm gettin' cash)
    That ain't my place (That ain't my place)
    Bought a new Wraith (Bought a new Wraith)
    She in my face (She in my face)
    I want her head (I want her head)
    I want her legs (I want her legs)
    I want her red (I want her red, yeah, yeah)
    I want her head (I want her head)
    I want her neck (I want her neck)
    I want her legs (I want her legs)
    We don't need the bed (Don't need the bed)
    We can fuck on the floor (Fuck on the floor)
    We can fuck in the shower (Shower)
    Leave your friends at the door (At the door)
    Tell 'em give you a hour (Hour)
    And they know I'ma GOAT (GOAT)
    I got paper and power
    Man, these **** some hoes (Hoes)
    Everything they say sour
    I bought a Bentley and blew out her brain
    Since I got money, them people done changed
    I'm keepin' my .40, I'm up on my aim
    Step outta line, I bust at your brain
    Shoebox, it ain't nothin' to me
    I can make a hunnid in my sleep
    These **** cappin', that's all they see
    They just wanna be like me
    They takin' the swag and ain't give it back
    I didn't get mad, I went and got more
    They just wanna be like him
    I don't wanna be like them
    Used to wanna be like him
    Till I stayed down and ran up a M
    Baby, ballin', they should put it on film
    Shootin' for bricks, I don't aim for the rim
    Fuck the gym, I don't work out
    Take a sip of the lean, wash the Perc down
    I got on all my jewels
    Foreign in all my shoes
    These **** mad 'cause I won't lose
    I gotta win, I just begin
    No fake love, no fake friends, just thirty in this FN
    Is you mad? (Mad)
    'Cause I'm gettin' cash (I'm gettin' cash)
    That ain't my place (That ain't my place)
    Bought a new Wraith (Bought a new Wraith)
    She in my face (She in my face)
    I want her head (I want her head)
    I want her legs (I want her legs)
    I want her red (I want her red, yeah, yeah)
    I want her head (I want her head)
    I want her neck (I want her neck)
    I want her legs (I want her legs)
    We don't need the bed (Don't need the bed)
    We can fuck on the floor (Fuck on the floor)
    We can fuck in the shower (Shower)
    Leave your friends at the door (At the door)
    Tell 'em give you a hour (Hour)
    I go deep in her throat (Deep in her throat)
    Keep that shit on the low (Shit on the low)
    Don't nobody else know (Nobody else know)
    That's our business for sho' (Sho', sho')
    We can fuck on the counter (Counter)
    I keep takin' these downers (Downers)
    Pop me a Addi', Percocet, pour me a four
    Baby, we grown, we can fuck on the floor
    I'm gettin' money (I'm gettin' money)
    That why they mad (That why they mad)
    That ain't my fault (Aint' my fault)
    ****, I'm a boss (****, I'm a boss)
    Get white chalk (Get white chalk)
    Playin' with a OG
    I got bags (Bags)
    These **** owe me, they know me
    Standin' in the kitchen, and workin' my wrist
    I made a deuce, turn to a nick'
    I made a nick', turn to a nine
    I made a nine, turn to a split (Split, split)
    You know the rest
    I made a split turn to a brick
    We in this bitch, we got it lit, we got them sticks
    Is you mad? (Mad)
    'Cause I'm gettin' cash (I'm gettin' cash)
    That ain't my place (It ain't my place)
    Bought a new Wraith (Bought a new Wraith)
    She in my face (She in my face)
    I want her head (I want her head)
    I want her legs (I want her legs)
    I want her red (I want her red, yeah, yeah)
    I want her head (I want her head)
    I want her neck (I want her neck)
    I want her legs (I want her legs)
    We don't need the bed (Don't need the bed)
    We can fuck on the floor (Fuck on the floor)
    We can fuck in the shower (Shower)
    Leave your friends at the door (At the door)
    Tell 'em give you a hour (Hour)

    Writer(s): Lil Baby & Chris Rosser.

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