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g herbo - cash shit lyrics

[hook]
[smithereens]
cash flow, on thot mode
that hoe just keep goin
gucci sh-t, flashy n-gga
100 joints p-ss it n-gga
50 blunts roll em b-tch
jealous n-ggas is ugly bro
can’t none of them touch me doe
best n-gga up in the game
they can’t do the same

[smithereens]

and i ain’t talkin bout rap man
i make the n-gga take a nap man
f-ckin round with my pack player
man down, won’t even care, cuz that’s ratch play
im with the sh-ts, cuz i get the sh-ts
and i make ya n-ggas wanna f-ckin quit
cuz im 19 and im so legit
and im drinkin high life, smokin trees
makin moves for revenue
livin life like a f-ckin king
and im just a teen and a weed feen
c apartments, straight bando
sh-t you n-ggas can’t handle
the way i get is a f-ckin scandal
catch me out at abc, cuz bottle runs be alotta fun
cuz a n-gga ain’t even 21
but you know that i still keep a gun
trigga finga hot as the son
i be goin in n-gga!

[hook]

[herb]

lil herbo, b-tch i get dough
catch me on the eastside
doin transactions, hittin and kick doors
me and big bro smokin loud pack with some thick hoes
but dont play with us cuz we dangerous
we keep pistols
got them hammers on us in the club
n-gga we dont fist tho
have to blam a n-gga in the club
give the piepe to lil bro
all these f-ggot n-ggas in the club dancin like they sisco
on the internet like he a thug, but i know he a b-tch tho
everybody know that im a drug addict, it ain’t sh-t tho
spend alotta money on my drug habits, i admit tho
f-ck it call another 8 of lean
pour up in a sprite, gettin top from a b-tch
it got me on my way to sleep
im so high i can’t remember things
r-i-p my n-gga pistol p !

[hook]

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