frenchmajii – cashin out (ft. yung bleesh) lyrics
[hook – jewlz]
she wanna ride in my coupe, she wanna give me some head
takin’ your b-tch to my room, pushin’ that hoe on the bed
me & twan head to the top, don’t care what n0body said
skatin’ around with the mob, y’all getting mad ’cause i shred
she look like a snack
don’t f-ck around with me, i think i might snap
scrolling the gram, shawty she sent me a snap, yeah
callin’ my phone, saying she wanting me back
yea she wanting me back, yeah
[verse – twandaciko]
ridin’ slow
ciko on the beat, you already know
me and my n-ggas, yea we tote a pole
aiming for the top, that’s the f-ckin goal
give me fake feelings, you a stupid hoe
why you gave me fake feelings?
now your words ain’t sh-t, ain’t got no real meaning
all your f-ckin’ actions got me bummed out
that’s my motivation to get up now
[bridge – jewlz]
yea we cashin’ out
bleesh, yea we cashin’ out
yea
yea we cashin’ out
bleesh & frenchmajii know we cashin’ out
[hook – jewlz]
she wanna ride in my coupe, she wanna give me some head
takin’ your b-tch to my room, pushin’ that hoe on the bed
me & twan head to the top, don’t care what n0body said
skatin’ around with the mob, y’all getting mad ’cause i shred
she look like a snack
don’t f-ck around with me, i think i might snap
scrolling the gram, shawty she sent me a snap, yeah
callin’ my phone, saying she wanting me back
yea she wanting me back, yeah
[verse – yung bleesh]
hop in a bentley, hop in a ‘rarri, i’m f-ckin’ your mami
bleesh in your coupe, bleesh in the stu, bleesh with a stack
cashin out, b-tch i’m cashin out
bleesh and frenchmajii b-tch we cashin out
me and my gang, yea we get the clout¸
that’s no doubt, we’re takin’ out the f-ckin’ game
b-tch you lame, hit the stank, want the fame
cop me a new bustdown, you can keep the change
[bridge – jewlz]
yea we cashin’ out
bleesh, yea we cashin’ out
yea
yea we cashin’ out
bleesh & frenchmajii know we cashin’ out
[hook – jewlz]
she wanna ride in my coupe, she wanna give me some head
takin’ your b-tch to my room, pushin’ that hoe on the bed
me & twan head to the top, don’t care what n0body said
skatin’ around with the mob, y’all getting mad ’cause i shred
she look like a snack
don’t f-ck around with me, i think i might snap
scrolling the gram, shawty she sent me a snap, yeah
callin’ my phone, saying she wanting me back
yea she wanting me back, yeah
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