Show up 2 Blow Up - Cashis

Show up 2 Blow Up - Cashis

Альбом
I'ma Ride
Год
2018
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
170890

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Show up 2 Blow Up

Cashis

Light up

You know how I get down

It’s chill

I’m so fresh, ayy

Every car I’m in weed scented

I know eses that could write a book

Off we winnin' (Woo)

You the best bae

Gotta keep my mind off these women

I put Gucci on her coochie, now she G’d up (Now she G’d up)

She woody-woodpeckin' all on my tree trunk (Tree trunk)

Ha, baby, I so real

Tell me how it feel with my vehicle

Hit the dip, swing it side-to-side

Don’t forget the pork with the potato

Now we makin' chip, off the Richt' (Woo)

We still run a label, still be labeled as a G

And all my fatals ain’t no fable, now

Grab a zip and break it down

I so- I so awesome

Every week I smoke a pound

Silent in my house

But still my lady sayin', «Boy, you loud»

Known to fuck a beat up (I am)

Known to fuck a beat up (I am)

You fightin' everybody

We ain’t known to take no re-ups (Aha)

Known to fuck a beat up (I am)

Known to fuck a beat up (I am)

You fightin' everybody

We ain’t known to take no re-ups, yeah

Show up just to blow up, show up just to blow up (Yeah)

Money on my mind like this chronic I’ma roll up (Get it)

Show up just to blow up, I show up just to blow up (Get it)

Smokin' out a scraper, big rings like a donut (Yeah)

Show up just to blow up, show up just to blow up (Get it)

Money on my mind like this chronic I’ma roll up (Yeah)

Show up just to blow up, show up just to blow up (Get it)

Smokin' out a scraper, big rings like a donut (Yeah)

I’m so fresh, ayy, nigga don’t test me

Nigga don’t test me (Nigga don’t test)

I am a genius, a mathematician

Mathematical wizard, I’ll slide on your wisdom (Woo)

I’ll shatter your prism, bitch

Get off my dick, I’m on my boss up shit (I'm a boss)

You won’t do shit but be a vic

A stain, a lick, hardly a blip (Ya)

Forever on my square, bitch

And that’s some rare shit

Drop racks on my kids, why?

Because I care, bitch (Bitch)

We ain’t never been the same, why?

'Cause life ain’t fair, bitch (Yeah)

Neither one of us is Fred

So why do you a-stare, bitch?

Look

Also, also, also

You should not be flossin'

But he still be gully

Get to stuntin' and you lost it (Yeah)

Also, also, also

You should not be flossin'

Get to stuntin' and you lost it

Show up just to blow up, show up just to blow up

Money on my mind like this chronic I’ma roll up (Ah)

Show up just to blow up, show up just to blow up

Smokin' out a scraper, big rings like a donut (Yeah)

Show up just to blow up, show up just to blow up (Ah)

Money on my mind like this chronic I’ma roll up (Ah)

Show up just to blow up, show up just to blow up (Ah)

Smokin' out a scraper, big rings like a donut (Yeah)

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