[Intro: Cash Kidd]
(I'm Kured)
Oh, Kure made this bitch
Ayy, ayy, I got whatever my nigga Kure beat any producer ass
Talkin' shit
[Verse 1: Cash Kidd]
Tell bitch I wanna fuck even though her purse fake
Your mans in this bitch dirty as hell, shirt stank
She said, "Marc, when you gon' take me on our first date?"
Bitch must be dreamin', had to pinch her like her birthday
I can't wait to catch you niggas out like first base
Big-ass fin on me like a mermaid
Ask the last nigga, did him in the worst way
Yeah, nigga brains got spilled, Kirk Frank
Trust me, I done seen the real turn fake
Damn, almost upped the CPL, wrong Drac'
Yeah, pole can't fit in my pants, too much pape'
Louis pouch, stick hangin' out the bag like Shortcake, huh
Yes, banana clip on me, I will not slip
Feds did a sweep, still ridin' 'round with mopsticks
Nigga, if you so fuckin' smart, why you not rich?
Bottom of my feet bloody like I did a dropkick
[Chorus: Cash Kidd]
I'ma tell you right now, we whack bullies
Since he unbothered, make him relax fully
Bitch, what you chargin' for that weak-ass pussy?
Twenty-five hundred for this cheap-ass hoodie
Your bitch loyal, oh, you really think that, rookie?
I don't vent, I treat the mic like rehab to me
Yeah, she cute and all, but it's the kneecaps for me
Bitch said it's over, bet, just leave that money
(I'm Kured)
Oh, Kure made this bitch
Ayy, ayy, I got whatever my nigga Kure beat any producer ass
Talkin' shit
[Verse 1: Cash Kidd]
Tell bitch I wanna fuck even though her purse fake
Your mans in this bitch dirty as hell, shirt stank
She said, "Marc, when you gon' take me on our first date?"
Bitch must be dreamin', had to pinch her like her birthday
I can't wait to catch you niggas out like first base
Big-ass fin on me like a mermaid
Ask the last nigga, did him in the worst way
Yeah, nigga brains got spilled, Kirk Frank
Trust me, I done seen the real turn fake
Damn, almost upped the CPL, wrong Drac'
Yeah, pole can't fit in my pants, too much pape'
Louis pouch, stick hangin' out the bag like Shortcake, huh
Yes, banana clip on me, I will not slip
Feds did a sweep, still ridin' 'round with mopsticks
Nigga, if you so fuckin' smart, why you not rich?
Bottom of my feet bloody like I did a dropkick
[Chorus: Cash Kidd]
I'ma tell you right now, we whack bullies
Since he unbothered, make him relax fully
Bitch, what you chargin' for that weak-ass pussy?
Twenty-five hundred for this cheap-ass hoodie
Your bitch loyal, oh, you really think that, rookie?
I don't vent, I treat the mic like rehab to me
Yeah, she cute and all, but it's the kneecaps for me
Bitch said it's over, bet, just leave that money
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