fbg young – cashin lyrics
[intro]
(how about a little music to count me money to?)
huh?
let’s get it
pull on a b+tch, i’m flexin’, huh? (b+tch)
throwin’ money out the roof, i’m flexin’ (flexin’, flexin’), huh?
let’s get it
[chorus]
pull up on a b+tch, i’m flexin’ (skrrt), throwin’ money out the roof, i’m flexin’ (i’m flexin’)
you should rob me, i’m sackin’ (goofy), i’m cold with the sack, i’m cashin’ (i’m cashin’)
gucci, louie, and some prada, i’m cashin’
i might buy your b+tch some prada, i’m cashin’
pull up on a b+tch, i’m flexin’ (i’m flexin’), throwin’ money out the roof, i’m flexin’ (uh+huh)
you should rob me, i’m sackin’ (let’s get it), i’m cold with the sack, i’m cashin’ (it’s younggodumb)
i don’t want it, do you want it? i’m cashin’ (number 1)
she shakin’ ass like she want it, i’m cashin’
[verse 1]
every day (good morning), it’s another dollar (them bands)
my old ho a gargler, my new b+tch a top model (my nеw b+tch)
her daddy is the plug, saks fifth is our closet (uh+huh)
hеr brother is a shooter, he f+ck with me, that be my partner (oh, sh+t)
i’m ballin’, i need an agent, but i do not play with the rockets (i swear)
thirty scorin’ when we shootin’, but it’s kind of hard to dodge it (grrlah)
bought your b+tch some prada, turn your check game up (goofy)
your boyfriend a goofy, turn his flex game up (he a lame)
ever since a youngin, i been chasin’ a bill (i gotta get it)
but could never trust a goofy, so i’m clutchin’ the steel (i got it)
might throw some bands on your ho, so i hope she can swim (can swim)
money make a b+tch go, get your revealed, gang (goofy)
[chorus]
pull up on a b+tch, i’m flexin’ (skrrt), throwin’ money out the roof, i’m flexin’ (i’m flexin’)
you should rob me, i’m sackin’ (goofy), i’m cold with the sack, i’m cashin’ (i’m cashin’)
gucci, louie, and some prada, i’m cashin’
i might buy your b+tch some prada, i’m cashin’
pull up on a b+tch, i’m flexin’ (i’m flexin’), throwin’ money out the roof, i’m flexin’ (i’m flexin’)
you should rob me, i’m sackin’ (flodgin’), i’m cold with the sack, i’m cashin’ (cashin’)
i don’t want it, do you want it? i’m cashin’ (uh+huh)
she shakin’ ass like she want it, i’m cashin’
[verse 2]
monday, grind time, no lunch break (’cause i gotta get it)
on s with them units, but can’t catch no gun case (f+ck tow truck)
tuesday, i’m with london, her boyfriend chump change
she say, “godumb got that dope,” i’m all in her tummy (uh+huh)
wednesday, i was out brittney, always hit it like i’m griffey (ugh)
her boyfriend say he savage, but he f+cking with me
thursday, on the block with handguns and them ‘k’s (grrlah)
ride through and get sprayed (skrrt), he won’t see another day (unh+uh)
friday, he got pr+nounced dead, he ain’t live a day
sat+rday, i’m coolin’ with the b+tch i met the other day
sunday, back to gunplay, go pull up on your b+tch (bah, bah, bah, bah)
and throw some cake, nah, i’m flexin’ ’cause i do that every day, gang
[chorus]
pull up on a b+tch, i’m flexin’ (skrrt), throwin’ money out the roof, i’m flexin’ (i’m flexin’)
you should rob me, i’m sackin’ (goofy), i’m cold with the sack, i’m cashin’ (i’m cashin’)
gucci, louie, and some prada, i’m cashin’
i might buy your b+tch some prada, i’m cashin’
pull up on a b+tch, i’m flexin’ (i’m flexin’), throwin’ money out the roof, i’m flexin’ (i’m flexin’)
you should rob me, i’m sackin’ (flodgin’), i’m cold with the sack, i’m cashin’ (cashin’)
i don’t want it, do you want it? i’m cashin’
she shakin’ ass like she want it, i’m cashin’
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