Cash 4 It Spiffy Global & Gunna (Ft. 24hrs)

[Intro: Producer Tags]
(Hoodrich Keem, I’m thinkin’ bout signin’ that guy)
(DY Krazy)
(Hol-hol’ up, Spiffy on this mufucka’)

[Chorus: Gunna]
Imma pay cash for it (Cash)
Imma pay cash for it (Cash)
Racks in the dashboard (Racks)
Mufuck the taskfoce (Yeah)
Don’t try to gas us (Yeah)
Bitch I’m a bad boy (Bad)
Copped a new Jaug, toy (Jaug)
Pull out that Mack, Royce (Skrr)
We flew a jet north (North)
Gotta invest more (Yeah, yeah)
Fucked on a G5 (G5)
Gimme that head, whore
I’m boarded with Ledo, we stackin’ bread up
Fuck what you said, keep countin’ these dead’s up

[Verse 1: Gunna]
Yeah, yeah, I got a tool tucked (Tool tucked)
And it won’t jam up (Nah)
You lil niggas food to us (Food)
I’m waitin’ on a Lam truck (Lam)
I’m savin’ these bands up (Bands)
You niggas be doin’ too much (Doin’ too much)
You gon’ make an M, it’s a must (Must)
On the way to the racks, in a rush (Rush)
[?] till look up to ya cuz
You can’t stand in the trap with no gun (Nah)
You can’t talk bout’ that shit you ain’t done (Nah)
You gon’ fight all your battles, or run? (Run)
I got ACT in my cup and that mud (ACT)
I can’t fuck on that hoe she a dove (Donv)
Still won’t fuck any regular sluts
Take a yellow Xanny like a bus
Imma fuck her and buy her a clutch
Got some diamonds you don’t wanna touch
Got some sticks, finna go on a hunt
Had ya back and you still tryna’ front
Imma watch from the back, in the cut (Cut)
You lil niggas lackin’ too much (Yeah)
You blow through the cash every month