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yk (cgs) – cash route lyrics

[verse 1: yk]
stash house, cash route
whip it and flip it, the trap house
i ran up a check then i cash out
she gave me top till i p-ss out
200 and up on the dash now
i’m going fast now
she use to diss, she a fan now
i got it by my own, f-ck a hand out

[verse 2: homie]
just left the strip got the pack smashed
i had buckety’s doing handstands
no legs yeah we aimin at the headband
smiley harden shooting glizzys with his left hand
you ain’t at the table you on the menu
let hoes be hoes we don’t rescue
she tied away and she want the cash now
she said she see a young n-gga got a bag now

[verse 3: yk]
heard they want to k!ll me on the low
i ain’t worried cause i’m stacking my dough
hunnids fifty’s twenty’s in my bank roll
baby you know how that goes
she said she like how i rock and i glow
you could be my freak on the low
you know that i keep my mouth closed
when we stack this cash f-ck these opps and these hoes

[verse 4: mksolive]
she used to diss me but she a fan now
2 guns on me that’s a man down
trapin in a benz and beamer and a lanz down
young n-gga i don’t take no hand outs

[verse 5: homie]
they said they want me i said get who
i got real live n-ggas i can let loose
you n-ggas only eat cause i let you
told her i don’t want a wife, i want to rent you

[verse 6: mksolive]
it’s a live n-gga season what your mans ‘bout
you n-ggas all waste yutes we all stand out
talking all that sh-t n-gga what’s your plan now
you’re steady staying broke we getting bands now

[verse 7: homie]
hot sh-t, drop sh-t
run up on n-ggas start popping
my gang pull up so i’m dropping
n-ggas throwing punches like we boxing

[verse 8: murda]
cops we be dodging
roll up on your block lay you in a coffin
n-ggas be talking, i ain’t to no talking
roll up on your block that glock what i’m sparking
i caught that n-gga while he was walking
but i ain’t really into talking
i pulled up on the block and i shot him
my young bro’s he’s in the back and he got it
n-ggas know i’m mod kid, i be on the block on some block sh-t
n-ggas know i’m mod kid, i be in the block on some block sh-t

- yk cgs lyrics

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