Harry Cash Warhol.SS

[Intro: Warhol.SS & Fanesha Fabre]
Big cash bitch, haha
I got my nigga, man, Harry Fraud in this bitch
Harry Cash to be exact, yeah
(La música de Harry Fraud)

[Chorus]
Big bag full of cash on me
Big booty stripper, big ass on it
Big gas by the pound, we don't pass none
When your bitch with the gang, she gon' go brazy
Double cup, ayy, and it got me lazy
Treat the foreign like a steamer, I fuck up the 'Cedes
Hundred hoes in the spot and they going eighty
Racks tucked in a bunch, yeah, call me Brady

[Verse 1]
Bite down, gave your ho a lil' bean now
Undercover on me you, can see the seam now
Big script when you hit the kitchen
Keep it a couple Locs with me crippin'
Check this drip nigga type different
Run the gang out, we don't see a drought
Yeah, switching up the swag, switching up the style
Yeah, big gas on me, ain't no black and mild
Yeah, pour that four, that got me sleep walking
Harry Fraud on the beat so you know it's poppin'
Big chopper for the pressure, nigga, have you rolling
Check this ice, boy, this shit frozen