[Intro: Cash Kidd]
Helluva made this beat, baby
Helly on the beat, you know we got one
Helly on the beat, you know we, yeah
When the fuck this bitch gon' drop?
I think it's 'bout to drop right now
Ayy, ayy
[Chorus: Cash Kidd]
Ride down his block, better not slow down, ayy
You know we outside with them poles out, ayy
Bands so fire, bring the hoes out, ayy
I ran it up on niggas, bitch, I'm on now, ayy
Had to jugg a nigga with some fake pills, yeah
Jugged another nigga with some fake bills, yeah
I never broke the code, I remained real
Tryna see how havin' M's in the safe feel
[Verse 1: Cash Kidd]
Bitch say she want a perky, we got boatloads, ayy
Did a turn-around like the road closed, ayy
Niggas hatin', I'm the G.O.A.T though, yeah
Niggas pillow talkin' to they broke hoes, yeah
Got this rap shit in a chokehold, ayy
Let me change it up
I don't trick, I make hoes pay to fuck, I can't make this up
Facing blunts like it's 4/20, no, not eighty bucks
Ain't tryna kick it, you can catch these bullets like I faked a punt, ayy
Got a rap bitch, she realer than my cold ones, yeah
I know some new niggas realer than my old ones, yeah
She say before you come, grab some Fruit Roll-Ups
'Cause this dick got your bitch whipped like a tow truck
Teacher said what you wanna be when you grow up?
Not rap, but this was God's plan, this shit chose us
Bro say niggas only 'round case I blow up
Got my eyes open, I can barely trust my own blood
You say y'all accept credit? Alright, okie-dokie
Slid another rental, doin' doughnuts like I'm holy moly
In the O, just did a turn around like the hokie pokey
Hundreds in my pocket balled up like a rollie-pollie
Ayy, havin' fun with this shit now
Yeah, now I can use my face as a discount
Mama, don't you worry 'cause I keep it on me
Wet a nigga shirt, bet he die like some bleach was on him
Make believers out of bitches, they was sleepin' on me
Multitasking, getting head and I'm eatin' Coney
Tell my bitch to pray for me, I got demons on me
Fuck around and dump the whole clip like it cheated on me
Gettin' groceries with them Visas on me, you can ask my ex
Free Ty, I fuck with Stackboys, make cash and checks
Just did homework on the opp, I bet we pass the test
Gettin' off, these niggas sick, dog, they should be at the vet
Helluva made this beat, baby
Helly on the beat, you know we got one
Helly on the beat, you know we, yeah
When the fuck this bitch gon' drop?
I think it's 'bout to drop right now
Ayy, ayy
[Chorus: Cash Kidd]
Ride down his block, better not slow down, ayy
You know we outside with them poles out, ayy
Bands so fire, bring the hoes out, ayy
I ran it up on niggas, bitch, I'm on now, ayy
Had to jugg a nigga with some fake pills, yeah
Jugged another nigga with some fake bills, yeah
I never broke the code, I remained real
Tryna see how havin' M's in the safe feel
[Verse 1: Cash Kidd]
Bitch say she want a perky, we got boatloads, ayy
Did a turn-around like the road closed, ayy
Niggas hatin', I'm the G.O.A.T though, yeah
Niggas pillow talkin' to they broke hoes, yeah
Got this rap shit in a chokehold, ayy
Let me change it up
I don't trick, I make hoes pay to fuck, I can't make this up
Facing blunts like it's 4/20, no, not eighty bucks
Ain't tryna kick it, you can catch these bullets like I faked a punt, ayy
Got a rap bitch, she realer than my cold ones, yeah
I know some new niggas realer than my old ones, yeah
She say before you come, grab some Fruit Roll-Ups
'Cause this dick got your bitch whipped like a tow truck
Teacher said what you wanna be when you grow up?
Not rap, but this was God's plan, this shit chose us
Bro say niggas only 'round case I blow up
Got my eyes open, I can barely trust my own blood
You say y'all accept credit? Alright, okie-dokie
Slid another rental, doin' doughnuts like I'm holy moly
In the O, just did a turn around like the hokie pokey
Hundreds in my pocket balled up like a rollie-pollie
Ayy, havin' fun with this shit now
Yeah, now I can use my face as a discount
Mama, don't you worry 'cause I keep it on me
Wet a nigga shirt, bet he die like some bleach was on him
Make believers out of bitches, they was sleepin' on me
Multitasking, getting head and I'm eatin' Coney
Tell my bitch to pray for me, I got demons on me
Fuck around and dump the whole clip like it cheated on me
Gettin' groceries with them Visas on me, you can ask my ex
Free Ty, I fuck with Stackboys, make cash and checks
Just did homework on the opp, I bet we pass the test
Gettin' off, these niggas sick, dog, they should be at the vet
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