Yung & Getting Cash Yungen (Ft. Cashh)

[Hook]
I'm on a wave
I can't see a single hater through my shades
I'm on my job, yeah I'm made
Don't give a fuck what a hater gotta say cause I'm getting paid
Fly boys we just young and getting cash
Fly boys we just young and getting cash
Fly boys we just young and getting cash
Fly boys we just young and getting...

[Verse 1: Cashtastic]
Ten grand in my bag, call it rack-sack
Man poured P's in that trap [?] nigga bring that back
I'm a fly boy and I talk to myself so they say I've got mad swag
In a hotel with a bad ting, slim waist, fat back

[Verse 2: Yungen]
Back so big make you lose your mind
The way you killing it, it's gotta be a crime
No fronting, I want you from behind
Dagger, dagger that behind her blind

[Verse 3: Cashtastic]
Listen, I'm not a robot
I call my own shots
I'm my own boss
Niggas real confident on the phone stuff, get slapped for your words, call it a phone-box