Cash Train - GRM Daily, Not3s, Blade Brown

My stack to yours is a margin, a gap

Cash train have you mindin' the gap

In the club all the leng gyal archin it back

Champagne’s Crystal, I can cop that

I was raised in the slums and the flats

Moss, bitch, I love the way you drop that

Bring your cute, I could show you where the mops at

Claim you got it, ironic, where your guap at?

I can take her to the 'ood and show her the life

I take her on a flight and show here the sights

Street nigga with some class, you know what I’m like

She a 'ood gyal with some style, you know what I like

Look, who’s litter, big dripper, spade sipper

Break bread with my jiggas, spray liquor

I’m feelin' Sheneh, but see’s way thicker

I’m lovin' the game, but streets pay quicker

Don’t leave your gyal around me

Everybody just buss gun and sell around me

Me and my G’s, we stick to the code

Cah none of that fake shit don’t gel around me

My stack to yours is a margin, a gap

Cash train have you mindin' the gap

In the club all the leng gyal archin it back

Champagne’s Crystal, I can cop that

I was raised in the slums and the flats

Moss, bitch, I love the way you drop that

Bring your cute, I could show you where the mops at

Claim you got it, ironic, where your guap at?

She say ever since she linked me life got easier

Tired of the niggas just lyin', deceivin' ya

Nothin' but Michelin star I’m feeding ya

Only one thing, just keep it from media

Known trapper, dough stacker, chrome clapper

Ya keep talkin' my name, nah, it don’t matter

She had to get rid of her ex, he a known capper

I’m really gettin' bands for fun, fam, I’m no slacker

Don’t leave your brick around me

Everybody just buss gun and flip around me

Me and my G’s, we stick to the code

Cah none of that fake shit don’t sit around me

My stack to yours is a margin, a gap

Cash train have you mindin' the gap

In the club all the leng gyal archin it back

Champagne’s Crystal, I can cop that

I was raised in the slums and the flats

Moss, bitch, I love the way you drop that

Bring your cute, I could show you where the mops at

Claim you got it, ironic, where your guap at?

Where your guap at?

Where your guap at?

Patek, Audemars, Rollie, I can cop that

All these niggas talk this bread, but it’s not that

Niggas cappin' for the net, told 'em stop that

Where your guap at?

Where your guap at?

Patek, Audemars, Rollie, I can cop that

All these niggas talk this bread, but it’s not that

Niggas cappin' for the net, told 'em stop that

My stack to yours is a margin, a gap

Cash train have you mindin' the gap

In the club all the leng gyal archin it back

Champagne’s Crystal, I can cop that

I was raised in the slums and the flats

Moss, bitch, I love the way you drop that

Bring your cute, I could show you where the mops at

Claim you got it, ironic, where your guap at?