Rap Hustlin’ CashClick Boog & Rio Da Yung OG (Ft. Bla$ta)
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[Intro]
(MIA JAY C)
(KCG, boy, you killin' 'em)
[Verse 1: CashClick Boog]
I just watched my dog turn to a hater, it hurt me
Her head good, but her ass small, I'll pay for the surgery
It's like I'm racin' to the cake, get the pape' in a hurry
Let my money make more money for me, I ain't gotta worry
Nigga disrespect Clip, four-nick'll drop him
It be hard for me to quit the lean, I got sippin' problems
I don't got shit for groupie bitches, just dick to swallow
Ain't used to have shit, now I can count up a million dollars
That's an awful lot of lean, let me get a swallow
Just got word from your bitch you a pillow talker
In the streets makin' deals, the labels ain't got no deals to offеr
They let us in the club with a strap, bro concеaled the Mossberg
Bitch, my Rollie dancin'
Gettin' back M's from Empire and OnlyFans checks
Right now I'm in the studio with Whites, he like, "You just sayin' shit"
Up three hundred racks on the 'Gram, this a huge advance, man
On 680 in back-to-back coupes, that's just how we playin' shit
My plug say he ain't got no more juice, I'm 'bout to catch a tantrum
When you hear the engine go vroom, that mean the 'Vette just vanished
MIA JAY, you a fool, 'cause this beat is slammin'
(MIA JAY C)
(KCG, boy, you killin' 'em)
[Verse 1: CashClick Boog]
I just watched my dog turn to a hater, it hurt me
Her head good, but her ass small, I'll pay for the surgery
It's like I'm racin' to the cake, get the pape' in a hurry
Let my money make more money for me, I ain't gotta worry
Nigga disrespect Clip, four-nick'll drop him
It be hard for me to quit the lean, I got sippin' problems
I don't got shit for groupie bitches, just dick to swallow
Ain't used to have shit, now I can count up a million dollars
That's an awful lot of lean, let me get a swallow
Just got word from your bitch you a pillow talker
In the streets makin' deals, the labels ain't got no deals to offеr
They let us in the club with a strap, bro concеaled the Mossberg
Bitch, my Rollie dancin'
Gettin' back M's from Empire and OnlyFans checks
Right now I'm in the studio with Whites, he like, "You just sayin' shit"
Up three hundred racks on the 'Gram, this a huge advance, man
On 680 in back-to-back coupes, that's just how we playin' shit
My plug say he ain't got no more juice, I'm 'bout to catch a tantrum
When you hear the engine go vroom, that mean the 'Vette just vanished
MIA JAY, you a fool, 'cause this beat is slammin'
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