Cash Shit

[Intro] Talk cash shit but I can back it on up Got them racks on top of racks, bitch Yeah, I stack it on up Don't hit my line about no drama, I'ma hang it on up [Verse 1] Young rude lil' bitch, nah I don't give a fuck Pulled up in that big truck Pretty faces with the big butts Tried to get my number had no luck If that's your man then why I got him stuck No ones only big bucks You a broke bitch, you can't sit with us Mean girls, we don't give a fuck Can't ride with me, you ride the MARTA bus Straight from Atlanta I'll take your man in front of you Do some things Do some things that you couldn't do Have the nigga sprung, then give me back to you Yeah bitch I break all the rules Have you thinking that I'm so cruel I don't fuck with you Now we ain't cool Lil' red bitch I keep the bull' Lil' nigga you can't handle me Head game put you straight to sleep You couldn't last long Your talk is cheap Can't play with me, I'm a real freak Type to do it in the back seat When he hungry I'm what he like to eat Fuck him good then I gotta leave Every time he call, I send him to the beep [Chorus] Yeah, I talk cash shit but I can back it on up Got them racks on top of racks Bitch, yeah, I stack it on up Don't hit my line about no drama I'ma hang it on up Young rude lil' bitch, nah I don't give a fuck Cash it Cash it Cash it Cash it Young rude lil' bitch, nah I don't give a fuck Cash it Cash it Cash it Cash it Young rude lil' bitch, nah I don't give a fuck Cash it Cash it Clay Cash it [Bridge] Broke girl asking, "Paper? Plastic?" He wanna grab it Natural, no plastic Far from average My ass the fattest [Verse 2] Niggas, they love me From the bleachers they screaming Love the way I be bouncing I got these niggas fiending All these niggas be dreaming These lil' bitches be scheming Lil' bitch thought she was winning Baby stop all that reaching Hold up bitch let me fix my weave Every day the nigga calling me Pussy so good that he stalking me Ignore these niggas boy, don't talk to me Red carpet when you walk with me Time is money, convo cost a fee Call a Uber when we finished, please Love a nigga that know when to leave [Chorus] Yeah, I talk cash shit, but I can back it on up Got them racks on top of racks Bitch, yeah, I stack it on up Don't hit my line about no drama, I'ma hang it on up Young rude lil' bitch, nah I don't give a fuck Cash it Cash it Cash it Cash it Cash it Young rude lil' bitch, nah I don't give a fuck Cash it Cash it Cash it Cash it Cash it Cash it Cash it Cash it