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gunna - cash 4 it lyrics

[intro: producer tags]
(hoodrich keem, i’m thinkin’ bout signin’ that guy)
(dy krazy)
(hol+hol’ up, spiffy on this muf+cka’)

[chorus: gunna]
imma pay cash for it (cash)
imma pay cash for it (cash)
racks in the dashboard (racks)
muf+ck the taskfoce (yeah)
don’t try to gas us (yeah)
b+tch i’m a bad boy (bad)
copped a new jaug, toy (jaug)
pull out that mack, royce (skrr)
we flew a jet north (north)
gotta invest more (yeah, yeah)
f+cked on a g5 (g5)
gimme that head, wh0re
i’m boarded with ledo, we stackin’ bread up
f+ck what you said, keep countin’ these dead’s up

[verse 1: gunna]
yeah, yeah, i got a tool tucked (tool tucked)
and it won’t jam up (nah)
you lil n+ggas food to us (food)
i’m waitin’ on a lam truck (lam)
i’m savin’ these bands up (bands)
you n+ggas be doin’ too much (doin’ too much)
you gon’ make an m, it’s a must (must)
on the way to the racks, in a rush (rush)
[?] till look up to ya cuz
you can’t stand in the trap with no gun (nah)
you can’t talk bout’ that sh+t you ain’t done (nah)
you gon’ fight all your battles, or run? (run)
i got act in my cup and that mud (act)
i can’t f+ck on that hoe she a dove (donv)
still won’t f+ck any regular sl+ts
take a yellow xanny like a bus
imma f+ck her and buy her a clutch
got some diamonds you don’t wanna touch
got some sticks, finna go on a hunt
had ya back and you still tryna’ front
imma watch from the back, in the cut (cut)
you lil n+ggas lackin’ too much (yeah)
you blow through the cash every month
[chorus: gunna]
imma pay cash for it (cash)
imma pay cash for it (cash)
racks in the dashboard (racks)
muf+ck the taskfoce (yeah)
don’t try to gas us (yeah)
b+tch i’m a bad boy (bad)
copped a new jaug, toy (jaug)
pull out that mack, royce (skrr)
we flew a jet north (north)
gotta invest more (yeah, yeah)
f+cked on a g5 (g5)
gimme that head, wh0re
i’m boarded with ledo, we stackin’ bread up
f+ck what you said, keep countin’ these dead’s up

[verse 2: 24hrs]
i got a mondoes, i’m the head honcho
flew on a broke hoe, diamonds loco
i can’t take no pic, if she don’t suck my d+ck
new car, it drive stick, we came from the bricks
spiffy got me lit, ysl my kicks
i got gunna with me, and that choppa on me
she got slim ass waist, she got big ol’ ass
she wan’ run it up, we blow money fast
diamonds water, water, i’m like look at these
in a brand new vet, we eat busy bees
i got bad ass habits, monday, monday, magic
these is nudy jeans, she wan’ be on my team
[chorus: gunna]
imma pay cash for it (cash)
imma pay cash for it (cash)
racks in the dashboard (racks)
muf+ck the taskfoce (yeah)
don’t try to gas us (yeah)
b+tch i’m a bad boy (bad)
copped a new jaug, toy (jaug)
pull out that mack, royce (skrr)
we flew a jet north (north)
gotta invest more (yeah, yeah)
f+cked on a g5 (g5)
gimme that head, wh0re
i’m boarded with ledo, we stackin’ bread up
f+ck what you said, keep countin’ these dead’s up

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