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cashier - uncle skitz & wonatehunnid lyrics

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i hit my dance everytime i see that check clear
i got old money n*gga pssst like last year
i stay with bands on me n*gga like a cashier
i’m counting money every day its a cash year

i bust that p*ssy open b*tch this ain’t no pap smear
i would f*ck with you the long way but your ass weird
her throat brain blast jimmy neutron top tier
i told that b*tch get out your feelings bring that ass here

what i say i’m a good n*gga can’t have a bad year
in the field in the and the cheese with us and the pack here

zaza so pressure feel like a n*gga can’t come back
d*mn near died off that gas
them blue faces brought me back

vision clear like i got lasik
she want a man don’t be a basic b*tch
save a b*tch i barely save this money
she want me to play with it

slay a b*tch
these hoes are so relentless give her demon d*ck
she want me to take her soul well to h*ll it is
she say she hate my guts well b*tch who better then
you ain’t talkin’ about no bucks or toppin me up b*tch you irrelevant

she want a perc
i’m off a perc and that x again
the whole gang in the cut don’t bring a medic in
told doc my stomach hurt i need the medicine

o’tree off the drugs again
bands i make a mess with em
play with me i play with p*ssy
leave that for the next n*gga
racks on me i can ball
all the way to next winter

i hit my dance everytime i see that check clear
i got old money n*gga pssst like last year
i stay with bands on me n*gga like a cashier
i’m counting money every day its a cash year

i bust that p*ssy open b*tch this ain’t no pap smear
i would f*ck with you the long way but your ass weird
her throat brain blast jimmy neutron top tier
i told that b*tch get out your feelings bring that ass here

take off b*tch i’m gone
top gear
see what i be on and they be mad that they not here
said you gotta vision lil buddy but it’s not clear
pop out like jack in a box
they asking how i got here

fakin’ the funk
all them lil stories they be makin’ em up
big bag of bills like some skittles imma shake em up
and if i spill i make yo b*tch come and rake em up
oh you caught the wave lil b*tch well you late as f*ck
all these blue faces i’m finna cake it up

i’m feeling the percs
like my tooth hurt
i just popped two i was feeling the worst
oxy hit hard but i swear it feel perf
now she off a pill shawty better work
bring in them bills like it’s the first
we get it up like we came out the dirt
these n*ggas sick hurt
pull up they get murked
i pull off with a smirk

i hit my dance everytime i see that check clear
i got old money n*gga pssst like last year
i stay with bands on me n*gga like a cashier
i’m counting money every day its a cash year
i bust that p*ssy open b*tch this ain’t no pap smear
i would f*ck with you the long way but your ass weird
her throat brain blast jimmy neutron top tier
i told that b*tch get out your feelings bring that ass here

- uncle skitz wonatehunnid lyrics

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