Situation Johnny Maycash (Ft. YB (Chicago))

[Verse 1: Johnny May Cash]
OK, these bastards, these fucking bastards
I'm getting stash, now these bad bitches are going for the squad
They be on the shit, they're true, these niggas lose
Niggas lose, they're fucking around me
They go get the fucking news
It's crazy, this shit be crazy is niggas crazy
Fuck around, they're trying to bend me
That shit be crazy, fuck it Many fuck it
They be pussies, man, they're hoes, man, they act like broads
Fuck these nigga, man, oh man, I'm on one
And we on one we're finna catch one
Nigga talk shit, bitch, we're at ya
And my niggas don't give a fuck about the extra
Talking all that tough, Tony shit, they get you at up
I'm fed up

[Hook:]
OK, these money coming in like these bitches
Can't fuck around with oppostions
And these other niggas, they're no competition
And yeah, we're in the kitchen with the chickens
And that's ashes, it's fucking ashes
Now what a casket, get [?] you ask for the tragic, we bring the tragic
Them mascots, them black mascots, them niggas savage
The money staging to the ceiling, and you know we're cashing