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kid cliff - i been lyrics

(hook)
ive been getting cash, getting money
laughing to the bank like its funny
and i’ve been hitting jugs, getting paper
you ain’t talking money see you later

(verse 1)
pull up to the scene in a porsche
just popped a perc, i need more
fuck on your b-tch and then i go
it’s kid cliff i thought you should know

and then i go get me some cash
berklin bag full of racks
wells fargo and then i hit saks
slam on niggas call me saq

i’m getting this money just look at my ice
looking like ye, draped in all white
my b-tch is a dime so i had to fuck twice
finesse on your pack, i just snatch it and slide
these trueys they hang off my muhfucking -ss
racks in my pants hop out the jag
these b-tches saying they feeling the man
catcha opp; i’m throwing bullets like cam

count up, count up that guap
i had to flex with a knot
i had to run up my bands
plugged in from japan (plugged)
trap trap trap trap
whip up the pot, then i bag it
trap life turned me savage
check out my life, living lavish

(hook)
i’ve been getting cash, getting money
laughing to the bank like its funny
and i’ve been hitting jugs, getting paper
you ain’t talking money see you later

(verse 2)
young nigga, watch me flex with a rack
young nigga, spend a stack & get it back
tooley glued to my hip, i could never lack
these bands and this good d-ck got her coming back
posted with my fucking dawgs
backwoods smoking on logs
fuck up the pot, collect the cash
hop in the foreign & do the dash
b-tches see me, and they know what’s up
hand me the act i’ma pour up
drip drip
i’m about my mine
watch me flip the script i find out you lying
gold on my neck, my etiquette shinning
proper form when i whip up the pot
step in the club and flex with a knot
hold your breathe when you see this red dot

i spent a bag on my jeans
no i don’t pour up no green
i just be pissin’ codeine
i got your b-tch on my team

(hook)
i’ve been getting cash, getting money
laughing to the bank like its funny
and i’ve been hitting jugs, getting paper
you ain’t talking money see you later

- kid cliff lyrics

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