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money x drugs - ‎ ca$hkaz lyrics

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[intro]
yuh

[chorus]
glock in my hand, and i’m boutta shoot it
you can’t put me down, b*tch i am a unit
you got money problems, i won’t help you through it
call yourself an addict but you can’t even prove it
i love money and drugs
shawty pull up, told me bring it up
i said b*tch please, i’m just tryna f*ck
his head on the concrete and he’s spilling blood, i said fill my cup

[bridge]
d*mn, yeah, yeah, and i’m boutta get right
you ain’t wanna fight
god d*mn, i just got a stripe
you ain’t know me if you think i ain’t right
call me the ghost rider way i ride my bike
smoking h*lla weed, think i’m boutta take a flight, let’s go

[verse 1]
shawty wanna give me head
she just wanna have some s*x
told her if she want balenci, she can go and shoot me dead
i got all these f*cking cases, imma put ’em all to bed
i got diamonds on my necklace, i got chromehearts on my head
gonna treat it like i’m scarface, way i’m gonna spill the lead
way she sucking all her spit, she break an arm and a leg
i don’t know why these b*tches wanna say i ain’t up next
if i’m ordering a hit, you won’t even get a text
i been riding in my benz, and it’s getting booted up
imma pull up to the place, and i’m boutta shoot it up
i been sipping on this lean and i’m boutta throw it up
in this game with co2, and we boutta blow it up
yeah, mac*10, this gon’ be your last chance
i don’t give a f*ck if you wanna bring a mask, yeah
they thought kaz would never make this heat, but i’m back, yeah
this beat give me echolocation like a bat, yeah
[chorus]
glock in my hand, and i’m boutta shoot it
you can’t put me down, b*tch i am a unit
you got money problems, i won’t help you through it
call yourself an addict but you can’t even prove it
i love money and drugs
shawty pull up, told me bring it up
i said b*tch please, i’m just tryna f*ck
his head on the concrete and he’s spilling blood, i said fill my cup

[verse 2]
if she want round two, she’ll get round two
hard to get around you, b*tch i’ll doubt you
kanye going out, but the clout, it’s like bound 2
tryna get this sound, run this town, but i’m bound to
this sh*t is like hate signs, tryna throw up gang signs
tryna get a hit, but, you just hate mine
tryna catch a rat with the trap but it’s 6ix9ine
if you keep talking sh*t, episode of dateline
all these rappers thinking they can take my spot, h*ll nah
feel like x*man, way i’m boutta go off, yeah, lil b*tch

[chorus]
glock in my hand, and i’m boutta shoot it
you can’t put me down, b*tch i am a unit
you got money problems, i won’t help you through it
call yourself an addict but you can’t even prove it
i love money and drugs
shawty pull up, told me bring it up
i said b*tch please, i’m just tryna f*ck
his head on the concrete and he’s spilling blood, i said fill my cup

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