Cash Shit

[Intro] Ice Cream Man Gucci Brick Squad's finest [Verse 1] I got a trap house, time to check my crack house I got a lean house, I got a stash house It's right next to my juug house My baby mama moved out My ex-girl kicked me out I still pass bricks out Zone 6, I got my middle finger up, screamin' fuck a hater I put my money on a motherfuckin' escalator And I'm up like I'm in a fuckin' elevator Sixes on my Charger, sittin' like a skyscraper Hi hater! Wave at ya as I fly by I'mma fly ass nigga since the junior high You a lie, say you see me in some Levi's Got these number nine J's and I'm too live Going down in this motherfucker I'm a rich motherfucker, I don't wear Chuckers I don't do num-chuks, got a 40 Cal I'm in the Louis Vuitton store signing autographs It's Guwop [Chorus] I'm talking cash shit, I'm talking cash shit They say I'm feeling myself, feeling myself, feeling myself, bitch I'm talking cash shit, I'm talking cash shit They say I'm feeling myself, feeling myself, feeling myself I'm a millionaire, yeah, yeah, I'm a millionaire, yeah, yeah Say I'm a millionaire, yeah, yeah Guwop [Verse 2] I'm a millionaire, got millionaire friends And a millionaire Benz, I'm a millionaire trend Million dollar mansion nigga, Gucci Man going in Million dollar haircut, million dollar grin When I walk in - you can hear the wind Blowin' money in the wind, screamin' fuck a friend Found a pen, Rumpelstiltskin You don't like Gucci? Fuck your opinion A bad bitch in lingerie playing pig skin I'm 4th and and long and you niggas 3rd and inches I still can, make a Saturday outta Wednesday Black cat pulled up, she superstitious It's Gucci [Chorus] I'm talking cash shit, I'm talking cash shit They say I'm feeling myself, feeling myself, feeling myself, bitch I'm talking cash shit, I'm talking cash shit They say I'm feeling myself, feeling myself, feeling myself I'm a millionaire, yeah, yeah, I'm a millionaire, yeah, yeah Say I'm a millionaire, yeah, yeah Guwop