YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Cash Shit (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Cash Shit (en) Lyrics
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Rotate three-sixty (This
is a KTOE beat?)
Lace up, too trippy
Won't wait for Alice in Emerald City
Worship the mother, the
father, the city
Alice and Cindy, Emerald City
Fine, all of my hoes diamonds
Black and yellow, Optimus Prime
Me don't do no nine-to-five
Birkin yellow, Birkin lime
You ain't gotta tell her, shorty
know that she a bad bitch
Ride in that Brabus, they know that we
havin', we poppin' that cash shit
I'm back in that mode,
I'm back on my shit
I'm back on the road, in
back of that 'Bach
With a kit on a stick, I'm
back on these hoes
Returnin' from dead, tell these
niggas let's get it
I don't let nobody drink my lean
I don't let nobody hold my stick
I don't let nobody drive my shit
Already know I pop my shit
Already know I'll hit me licks
Already know lil' bro my twin
Already know I'm buyin' her SKIMS
Already know that I already know
Already know that I'm holdin' a Gen
Shorty just hit me, she asked what
I'm doin' and I told her I'm boolin',
I'm on it again (Yeah, slatt)
I got a drum on the .308
I got a burden on top of my heart
I got a drop, I ain't showin' up late
I got his name on a bullet that
I done went stuffed in a
K (Brr, boom, boom, boom)
I know lil' mama ain't with it, so
just stay the fuck out my face
Championship it, the ring (Woah, woah)
I got 'em on point like
a beam (Woah, woah)
I got that medical, part
of my schedule
Got her on jiggaboo, back
of the yellow coupe
Bitch, better tell the truth,
you got a second boo
Tote on that hammer, pull
up on the set and shoot
She from Atlanta, she know
I got hella loot
Told me she had to go look
for some baby food
Rotate three-sixty
You ain't gotta tell her, shorty know
that she a bad bitch (A bad bitch)
I'm poppin' that cash shit
Poppin' that cash shit
Baby, I'm a rich nigga
She poppin' this cash shit
She poppin' that cash shit
She poppin' her shit
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