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