(Yeah)
My stash good, my dawgs eatin'
My palms itching for the money, I keep feinin
I make a bitch jaw drop when I shop at Neimans
The manny show me real love, I ain't never leavin
(Beep, beep, beep)
Put that fuckin phone down yo jwett never givin
S580 for the week, show me how you livin
(Skrtt)
The custos trippin on the phone, I ain't even kiddin
(Huh?)
K3hree calling plots he want his stash to the ceilin
(I swear)
I miss my dawg everyday, but I don't got no feelings
I miss dawg everyday, I might go kill some
(On god)
You can't do me like Mitch, I keep that shit tucked
Yeah, I cuffed on yo ass and don't give one fuck
(The fuck?)
G-boy keep me so safe, it give you bad luck
(Fah)
Getting rich off this custo who got asthma
(Hello?)
Might take a bitch out the hood, and get her bag up
(Beep, Beep)
That shit take like five minutes, get some racks up
(Beep, beep, beep)
Cash out hit my load like you got mad stuff
And I ain't ever going fed, I be masked up
You gotta really sauce they ass, don't just ask stuff
(Yup)
Leave the AC dry that's some fuckin dandruff
(Gone)
Why I always cuff my jwett? Cause I can bruh
Make a custo sell her soul through the cashapp
Any state, boy I can show you where the bag at

Nigga if I was the pastor jwett you wouldn't cash that
Big body striker, lane changing like a Hatchback
(Woo, Woo, Woo) (Skrrt)
My dawg fucked up that one store doing cashback
Come around moving flake, up the drac and blow yo ass back
My bitch say I'm slinging Z's like I'm Kodak
Yeen gotta ask if I made bread today, you should know that
(On gang)
We been gettin money, everything you 'posed to throw back
(Woo)
And I make fast money, but nigga that was before rap
(On gang)
Could move a pound quicker than yo plug
throw me the whole trap
Showed love to runner, gave him a 50 told him "hold that"
(Hello? Hello?)
Walk around with 10 racks nigga, I'll blow yo whole stash
Told doggy go back in the store I need some more cash
(Beep, Beep)
Making fast money now these hoes throwin more ass
(Shake that shit baby)