Hustle

[Hook:Ca$hBoii] I got 2 straps like a backpack I got the ball like a running back Money, and Hoes, and the Cars Nigga I’m fallin’ in love with that I might pull up and then hit the Dabb I might pull up and then pop ya man I might pull up and then blow some bands If you talk shit, then you catchin’ hands Hustle, Hustle, Hustle, Hustle Hustle, Hustle, Hustle, Hustle Man I be gettin’ that money You niggas is broke yeah you bummy I got all this shit, yeah it’s funny I’ll do anything for the money [Verse 1: Ca$hBoii] Hustle Hustle Hustle My niggas got that muscle If Young Metro don’t trust ya The gun gon’ get to bustin’ Yeah all my niggas be cashin’ We run to the money, we dashin’ My diamonds are water they splashin’ This song is so lit it’s an anthem I got girls in Toronto Miami, Cali, out to London Credit cards never jammin' Gun all black, it’s a Phantom We are the modern Good Fellas Plus, we rocking Margiela We got money, we got hella We already rich, don’t tell us [Hook: Ca$hBoii] I got 2 straps like a backpack I got the ball like a running back Money, and Hoes, and the Cars Nigga I’m fallin’ in love with that I might pull up and then hit the Dabb I might pull up and then pop ya man I might pull up and then blow some bands If you talk shit, then you catchin’ hands Hustle, Hustle, Hustle, Hustle Hustle, Hustle, Hustle, Hustle Man I be gettin’ that money You niggas is broke yeah you bummy I got all this shit, yeah it’s funny I’ll do anything for the money [Verse 2: Ca$hBoii] Cash Gang that’s the squad boy we hold it down We the ones who run the streets we got em hot now This song is so damn lit it caused a lockdown If we don’t get the money now then we walk out Young nigga, we fresh up off the block Riding in the two seater screamin’ ‘Fuck the Cops’ All we do is ball nigga, we don’t ever talk Wait until September when that fuckin’ mixtape drop Pulled up workin’, my fingers they be hurtin’ I got yo main bitch in the condo, twerkin’ for a Birkin Got money, my palms are itchin’ You talk a whole lotta shit, why you bitchin’ When I start talk to ya, you better fuckin’ listen AK is fully automatic, no clicking [Hook: Ca$hBoii] I got 2 straps like a backpack I got the ball like a running back Money, and Hoes, and the Cars Nigga I’m fallin’ in love with that I might pull up and then hit the Dabb I might pull up and then pop ya man I might pull up and then blow some bands If you talk shit, then you catchin’ hands Hustle, Hustle, Hustle, Hustle Hustle, Hustle, Hustle, Hustle Man I be gettin’ that money You niggas is broke yeah you bummy I got all this shit, yeah it’s funny I’ll do anything for the money