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whole lotta cash - v3ins lyrics

[intro]
aye, aye
uh, veins made some, mmh

[chorus]
ooh, got this cash in my pocket, aye
and n0body can top me, aye
i’m on top of the world, like ooh*ooh
whole lotta cash, what you wan’ do, uh
i got a big ass mansion, for you, uh
like ooh*ooh, bands in my hand
yeah, ooh, i do this sh*t for you
got these bands for you

[verse 1]
i made it out of the ghetto
now all these bad b’s saying h*llo
i want all the racks, that’s yellow
stomach blue, got me feeling mellow
i’m at the top, they all calling me a rockstar
living like a legend, they say i made it too far
now they wan’ see me, uh, i’m popping some bars
shooting some sh*t, got me in the stars

[chorus]
got this cash in my pocket, aye
and n0body can top me, aye
i’m on top of the world, like ooh*ooh
whole lotta cash, what you wan’ do, uh
i got a big ass mansion, for you, uh
like ooh*ooh, bands in my hand
yeah, ooh, i do this sh*t for you
got these bands for you
[verse 2]
they all hating cause i freestyle on my rap
only do one take then that sh*t a wrap
old friend said are you tapped
now i tapped him in the head with this .32 round drum, yuh
send those opp n*ggas back to the slums, yeah
now this goofy n*ggas looking dumb, yeah
why you tryna’ hate i’m just tryna’ have fun, yuh
shoot him in the foot, yeah, we doing this all night
posted’ on the gram, while they tryna have a fight
off white, on my b*tch now i ain’t in sight
off sight, get you ass back here, man, i’m in the light
free fight, huh, now these n*ggas wan’ a fist fight
i got all the might, while these n*ggas have stage fright
first night, yuh, end that sh*t the first night
and i can go on forever cause that sh*t ain’t in the right light
mind light, now we ******* in the moonlight
do right, i ain’t a goodie two shoes, these shoes nice
i ain’t a real rockstar, i’m dumb off a bean, yuh
getting rich off rap, now these n*ggas want celine
shot him in his leg and now he walking with a lean
but i’m walking with a beam, yuh, i like too stay clean
i like to stay frosty, while that b*tch n*ggas leave
back then they wanted to fight me
now they wanna wife me
but i ain’t no wifey, this g*y sh*t ain’t for me
i’m a straight n*gga, the other hood n*ggas turned g*y
instead of shooting sh*t, they were working on the play
that’s a loss, n*gga, i ain’t got sh*t to say
now they want a gold medal, sh*t ain’t settled, that okay
we not aiming for your body, we sending shots out to your brain
and your bit’ she gave me brain
now that sh*t don’t feel the same
reduce, reuse, recycle, that’s the master game
but these hoes do anything for a shot at fame
spent a lot of night and now these hoes just wan’ loot
i said look at my gucci shoes and then gave the b*tch a boot
now they kiss my foot, this g*y sh*t out of control now
smoking all this gas, n*gga and that sh*t is so loud
now these n*ggas mad, cause they looking in that dark cloud
he tryna run, give him 99 rounds (boom, boom)
[chorus]
ooh, got this cash in my pocket, aye
and n0body can top me, aye
i’m on top of the world, like ooh*ooh
whole lotta cash, what you wan’ do, uh
i got a big ass mansion, for you, uh
like ooh*ooh, bands in my hand
yeah, ooh, i do this sh*t for you
got these bands for you

- v3ins lyrics

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