Mash for Cash D-Gotti (Ft. Double D & E.S.G. (TX))

[Hook]
Mash for cash, trying to overload the stash
Boy your gun gon let your mouth, overload your ass
Now fuck a ski mask, bare faced and we blast
We hit your cuts light it up, then we dash
Don't let your mouth, overload your ass
Get smashed write a check, that your ass cash
Don't let your mouth, overload your ass
Get smashed write a check, that your ass can't cash

[E.S.G.]
Now Lord help this G, the ten commandments I done broke one
Went out my way with a AK, had to smoke one
We tote guns, E.S.G. got plenty
You got beef that's weak, you best to leave it at Wendy's
Endo and henny, got my brain set confused
Tear drop tattoo, bout to get some blood on my shoes
But fool you lose, trying to play that punky Suge Knight shit
You get your hoe ass kicked, or hit with a sixty round clip
Better close hem loose lips, or get smacked like a hoe
Niggas accurate, cause E heart ain't black no mo'
It's Wreckshop motherfucker, so keep that plex
Now fuck a vest, gattling gun and tear a hole in your chest
A bloody mess what's next, you won't see me no mo'
SKS with a scope, when you see E oooh
Cause hoes you know and I know, can't nan nigga take mine
Want some good advice, better get your ass back across that state line