Can’t Complain Cash Kidd (Ft. ShooterGang Kony)

[Intro: Cash Kidd]
(Damn, Machu, why'd you have to do 'em like that?)
Well, well, well
Hm
Tuh

[Verse 1: Cash Kidd]
Niggas lame, I've been blowin' niggas out since first quarter
Just planned a vacation with my hooker 'cross the border
Tryna hang around swipers, sent her walkin' like she Dora
Feel like the Kool-Aid man, bitch, my neck full of water, huh
Bitch, what you was thinkin'? I've been schemin', I've been eatin'
Yeah, you broke my heart, but that's the demon that I needed
Gave me motivation, you the reason I succeeded
Gotta keep the iron 'cause the murder rate increasin'
Cut her off with no warning, bitch'll never get no closure (Bitch)
Gettin' chauffeured like I'm scared of gettin' pneumonia
V on my shirt like I played for Minnesota
Broke niggas kill me, feel like Melanie Fiona
I went on Made 50, you was scared to get Corona
Just added two-fifty in my schedule for the moment
Gotta watch your niggas, they more jealous than opponents
I got bad defense, I just left a nigga open

[Chorus: Cash Kidd]
Yeah, got his ass whacked
Shoutout to your bitch, she got the best neck
Couple people disappointed me, but that's that
I can't complain, the shoe on each foot a half rack
Ass fat, pussy fat, cold lil' bitch
Talkin' to me while I'm in it, cold with the lips
My nigga like Deebo on the road with the pic
Let my dogs out, they comin' home to that shit