cash click boog - gang in here lyrics
[chorus: cash cl!ck boog]
you better tuck your chain, b-tch it’s gang in here
lil nuny stuck that thang in here
all these diamonds on my body, i might faint in here
rollin’ cookie packs back to back, b-tch it stank in here
you better stay up in your lane in here
’cause it can be a white sheet on your body while you lay in here
i told malo we can’t play this year
everywhere we keep them pistols heavy, we can take it there
[verse 1: cash cl!ck boog]
stackin’ bitcoins, i’m different flexin’
woke up with your b-tch up in my bed, she ate my d-ck for breakfast
your main ho just got picked off, that’s an interception
g-o-d, if she ain’t cashin’ out then i ain’t interested
patrero, i’m right there by the intersection
pull up in a manner, i ain’t in to crescents
i don’t need sh-t but this draco and this smith & wesson
when n-ggas k!lled tino i felt disrespected, hey
bigs and one just hit nini on the method back
dezi keep me laced up with them naughties, i be lovin’ that
i f-ck with shannon ’cause she double back
camila wasn’t tryna up them bands, i can’t f-ck with that
call monte on my brother at
rerock you with this karo, now you stuck with that
pillow talkin’ to them b-tches, man what’s up with that?
if a n-gga bug, lil bug know to up the strap
and i always keep them shootas with me
ten milly on my hip, i’m in erotic city, yeah
h-ll yeah i don’t want no dance, ain’t got no dollars with me
only blue face hundreds and a lot of fifties, ayy
on the airplane with a lot of pounds
my b-tch bad like a problem child
n-gga talkin’ tough talk, they better calm it down, ayy
’cause this f&n seven hold a lot of rounds
i got lil dawgs, i don’t need to shoot
they’ll cause h-ll if i need ’em to
and b-tch you better skip town if we beef with you
or you a dead man walkin’ just like beetlejuice, ah
[chorus: cash cl!ck boog]
you better tuck your chain, b-tch it’s gang in here
lil nuny stuck that thang in here
all these diamonds on my body, i might faint in here
rollin’ cookie packs back to back, b-tch it stank in here
you better stay up in your lane in here
’cause it can be a white sheet on your body while you lay in here
i told malo we can’t play this year
everywhere we keep them pistols heavy, we can take it there
[verse 2: yatta]
tuck your chain, b-tch it’s gang in here
gucci goo snuck that thang in here
i don’t think i missed the store, b-tch i’m straight in here
and n-gga i ain’t rollin’ sh-t up, i catch a fade in here
ayy, br-ss steel, catch a blade in here
cut a n-gga face, you think he shave in here
told moni we gon’ invest in real estate this year
got cookies on the state farm like it’s jake in here, b-tch
get off your -ss and go bust a date
then get out my trap, i ain’t tryna stay
i don’t trap with my b-tches, send ’em out of state
pull up on the low, i ain’t been on the a
wonderin’ why these n-ggas wanna f-ck with me now
lil b-tches that lived, they want me to d-ck ’em down
you ain’t tryna get served, please don’t bring your b-tch around
sucker claimed some sh-t he ain’t did, bet he wish he didn’t now
if my clique around, them sticks around, that’s mando right
suckers die, we double back, shoot up the candlelight
first cl-ss and goyard bags, i like to travel right
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