Tank Kai Ca$h (Ft. Chris Brown & K Wales)
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[Verse 1: Kai Ca$h, K Wales]
I might pull up in a tank, that's my ride, uh
Bentley truckin' with Jus, that's my guy, uh
Got your bitch on my lap, that's my vibe, uh (Ayy)
These Cartiers fit my face and my eyes, ayy (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2: K Wales, Chris Brown]
Pullin' up deep as fuck with my mob (With my mob, ayy)
See a nigga drippin' sauce, bitch, I'm fly (Bitch, I'm fly)
They don't want no beef, I see it in they eyes (In they eyes)
Come toe to toe with me, you might not survive (Not survive)
This shit get ugly 'round my motherfuckin' side (Yeah-yeah, 'round my side)
Bitch, I'm from T Town, that's where I reside (Yeah-yeah, I reside)
My niggas pull up, you know they gon' slide (Skrrt-skrrt, they gon' slide)
You talkin' tough and you end up a stripe (Hey, yeah)
[Verse 3: Chris Brown, Kai Ca$h]
Baby, check my Patek, yeah, it's two-tone
Don't try to call me or text, got a new phone
Ain't with the back and forth, want me to put a ring on
But when she back it up, she gon' take her time on my ding-dong
Pullin' and strokin' her hair
Givenchy, Margiela, Margiela, Margiela, take off your underwear
Christian Louboutins got me drippin' all the sauce
OHB, we pay the cost, you know who the boss (Yeah, yeah)
I might pull up in a tank, that's my ride, uh
Bentley truckin' with Jus, that's my guy, uh
Got your bitch on my lap, that's my vibe, uh (Ayy)
These Cartiers fit my face and my eyes, ayy (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2: K Wales, Chris Brown]
Pullin' up deep as fuck with my mob (With my mob, ayy)
See a nigga drippin' sauce, bitch, I'm fly (Bitch, I'm fly)
They don't want no beef, I see it in they eyes (In they eyes)
Come toe to toe with me, you might not survive (Not survive)
This shit get ugly 'round my motherfuckin' side (Yeah-yeah, 'round my side)
Bitch, I'm from T Town, that's where I reside (Yeah-yeah, I reside)
My niggas pull up, you know they gon' slide (Skrrt-skrrt, they gon' slide)
You talkin' tough and you end up a stripe (Hey, yeah)
[Verse 3: Chris Brown, Kai Ca$h]
Baby, check my Patek, yeah, it's two-tone
Don't try to call me or text, got a new phone
Ain't with the back and forth, want me to put a ring on
But when she back it up, she gon' take her time on my ding-dong
Pullin' and strokin' her hair
Givenchy, Margiela, Margiela, Margiela, take off your underwear
Christian Louboutins got me drippin' all the sauce
OHB, we pay the cost, you know who the boss (Yeah, yeah)
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