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fanned out - crybaby cash lyrics

yeah, bae, pass me the, pass me the zah
pass me the zah
small titties don’t need a bra
i was, uh, hold up
in the high rise and i’m getting high
she gon’ put everything that i put on cause ahhhh
she tryna put all of that sh*t on
cause shawty tryna get fly
she the apple of my eye
i know eve had bit the fruit
but still the apple of my eye
run around three sticks in a coupe
in case a n*gga tryna die
cbd up in my wood
i told this green b*tch it was za
first time i seen a hunnid racks
ouu b*tch it felt like i could fly
got shawty right here passing za
she got a heart tat on her thigh
couple bottlеs of some champagne
gon’ make hеr pop now
cousin talking to them people
i think bro getting hot now
in the middle of the trenches
looking for some wifi
i was tryna connect to the phone
gon’ get the hotspot
i could, uh, uh, uh
he made his first ten racks
this n*gga think he steve jobs
n*gga used to shake his ass now he a gangster
that sh*t wild
and i know he the type to scare the hoes
that’s not allowed
okay just say the word
come on, i get that feeling
that she’s playing with me i play with her
can’t help but keep it g
i really don’t care if it hurt
the freshest n*ggas
was the n*ggas that was skating first
she play me on her way to work
your shawty gotta bae at work

i got a studio in the crib
you gotta pay the work
come on
you tryna network
but you ain’t see his paperwork
ok, and what happened to her now?
she was woke in high school she turned to a bird now
b*tch, i’m really growing up n*gga diamonds insured now
i could recognize a sheep
i ain’t part of the herd now
i can spot a freak from long range i’m hurt now
she out having drinks on sunday ain’t in church now
same n*gga that told me quit asking me for a verse now
he tryna find a b*tch named india
he think he durk now
he got a o*
ha ha ha ha ha
f*ck
he got a otf chain from shopgold
he fanned out, that’s insane
he was like 17 that sh*t a be cool
cause you a kid but he 33
homie a b*tch that got a gun
you hurt his feelings he want beef
i done found a good bin
everything been coming free
they been asking where i be
in the crib, i’m doing me
that’s how that sh*t supposed to be
.38 right here close to me
that b*tch small but it’s pshh
that b*tch small but you still bleed
that b*tch small but you still
yeah
ah sh*t
come back to the office
shawty don’t be flossy
he gon’ turn to target
all that f*cking talking
n*gga get that munyun
and lay low, i’m all in

- crybaby cash lyrics

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