Verified Cash Kidd (Ft. 42 Dugg & Tay B)

[Intro: 42 Dugg]
This how we gon' do this, ayy
(Helluva made this beat, baby)

[Verse 1: 42 Dugg]
I remember we ain't have shit
Now look at us, both verified, fuckin' bad bitches
Bro, I done drove fast whips, bro, I done crashed whips
I don't care if she a lame ho or if she a rat bitch
I'ma fuck her like my main, treat her like a fat bitch

[Verse 2: Cash Kidd]
I don't care about my last bitch, let my mans hit
I just checked my bank account, this shit outrageous
Woke up with no socks on, I feel like a caveman, look
Ayy, bust a nut, fell straight to sleep, got her ass heated
Bro asked, "Was her pussy good?" Shit, I caught amnesia
Nigga said fuck my dead brother, made his ass meet him
Have to pay for them words like a rap feature
Draco with the long nose, look like an anteater
Fendi prints, put the F's on her like a gas meter
Bag touch, I'm passin' out F's like a mad teacher
Say she want me and Tay B, we gon' tagteam her

[Verse 3: Tay B]
Ayy, told Dugg to bring 42, she want four too
This little shit these niggas signin' for, we gon' blow through
Y'all niggas trippin' over hoes, that's what we don't do
Arguing with your bitch every day is what you go through
On the phone beggin' for her back, on your cryin' shit
Gave you a lil' trophy, one year, on my Kawhi shit
You like Curry shootin' from the three, you can't buy a brick
She said she ain't fuck me, she a lyin' bitch