Cashout

[Intro: Fetty Wap]

Remy Boyz

Monty, P-Dice, ZooWap, the big three

Ay, squad shit only, nigga

Pyurhell, RGF, Remy Boyz, squad

ZooWap!

[Verse 1: Fetty Wap]

How you gunna beef with the shooter?

What, you tryna get hit or something?

Ugly ass bitch better sit down

Now, you tryna throw a diss or something?

Said you got niggas tryna get me

Like they don’t show me where you live or something

Like I won’t run up in your shit or something

And make sure everybody hit or something

Look, I be in the trap making flips or something

How you getting money? You ain’t flipping nothing

Fuck boy hating ain’t getting nothing

This motherfucking forty shot the hit or something

Look, niggas screaming Wap like I’m missing something

No money getting niggas, you ain’t spending nothing

Niggas screaming Wap like I’m missing something

No money getting niggas, you ain’t spending nothing

Back in the box though, Zoowap with the Wap flow

My dick in her tonsils, she suck it and swallow

Back in the box though, ZooWap with the Wap flow

My dick in her tonsils, she suck it and swallow

[Hook: P-Dice]

Everybody talking ‘bout us

Yeah, that’s the way it sounding (way it sounding)

Yeah, I know you lil niggas fly

But, we they favorite pilots (favorite pilots)

I just finished cooking up some shit

And I ain’t even turn on the palette (turn on the palette)

I just finished cooking up some shit

And I ain’t even turn on the palette

Cashing, that’s all that I do

I cannot play with you lames

Your bms get wild with the crew

But, nigga, I ain’t saying no names

Cashing, that’s all that I do

I cannot play with you lames

Your bms get wild with the crew

But, nigga, I ain’t saying no names, let’s go

[Verse 2: P-Dice]

I’m with your babymother, she said she heard that I’m crazy

So I give her crazy loving

Usually I be bugging, when it come to throwing fetty

Baby, I think nothing of it

I just wanna climb and you cannot be in my future

Baby, I’m just being honest

Obviously I’m shining, see you looking at my Muller

Man, just ask me what the time is

I probly say it’s time to win yo

Time to hit these moitherfuckers where they live

Now, you wanna be friends yo

And tryna start, why the fuck would you begin?

I be flowing different with it chilling in my whip

It’s tinted and I got the smith’n in it

I got that machine gun homie

If your team come, it go ridididididit

You ain’t a ho so what the fuck you looking at me for lil nigga?

If I wanted your opinion, I’d ask you for it lil nigga

You and your homies joke and play all day, all bunch of lil niggas

No matter how much bread you make, you always gon be a lil nigga

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Montana Bucks]

I’m in the bm with your bm from the am to the pm

Told her hit me in my dm, you was coming, I was leaving

I’m in the bm with your bm from the am to the pm

Told her hit me in my dm, you was coming, I was leaving

[Hook]