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cashout mike - gotta go lyrics

[chorus]
i woke up in neiman’s, i just had a bag but where did it go (where is my bag?)
i had to run up a little bit bread, so all my diamonds they glow
why do boy talk like he wan’ get shot, call up my udda now he gotta go (hahahaha)
i woke up in neiman’s, i just had a bag but where did it go (where is my bag?)
i had to run up a little bit bread, so all my diamonds they glow
why do boy talk like he wan’ get shot, call up my udda now he gotta go

[verse]
i ride with the realist, i ride with them k!llers
i pull out my choppa, that sh+t finna blow
i just be riding with drillas, and f+ckin all lame
flippin’ the pack in the low
brodie was safe for a minute, but now he a lame
i caught a boy stealing my flow
shawty invitеd me over, i stayed for a littlе bit
but, b+tch i hadda go
all of my diamond they dancin’, i feel like a king (i feel like a king)
all of my bottle be purple, sippin’ that lean (from sippin’ that lean)
he wanna talk hot on the net
i catch him in person, he think we a team
caught a boy lackin’, i pull out a glock and i beam (hahaha)
call in my shooters, they handle that boy for free
he wanna feature, then hit up my dm, i had to hit him with a fee
[chorus]
i woke up in neiman’s, i just had a bag but where did it go (where is my bag?)
i had to run up a little bit bread, so all my diamonds they glow
why do boy talk like he wan’ get shot, call up my udda now he gotta go

- cashout mike lyrics

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