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I got lots of cash on me, cash on me Bad bitch I'm 'bout to smash on, smash on Broke 200 on the dash on it, dash on it I pull up and hit the gas on 'em, gas on 'em, yeah I got lots of cash on me, cash on me Got a bad bitch, finna smash on her, smash on Got 200 on the dash on it, dash on it I pull up and hit the gas on 'em, gas on 'em, yeah, yeah, yeah You know I got that cash on me Shawty you ain't gotta ask, you know me Got them racks all in my jeans She down to fuck, you know what's up She ridin' with my team, yeah I've been serving up the trap, yeah Riding foreigns swerving off through the traffic Count it up and do the math, yeah Got that OG in my blunt and I don't pass it 'Cause we get dough, yeah you know Just count it up, girl you know you want more We hit the club and you know we gon' blow it Go get them racks shawty I got lots of cash on me, cash on me Bad bitch I'm 'bout to smash on, smash on Broke 200 on the dash on it, dash on it I pull up and hit the gas on 'em, gas on 'em, yeah I got lots of cash on me, cash on me Got a bad bitch, finna smash on her, smash on Got 200 on the dash on it, dash on it I pull up and hit the gas on 'em, gas on 'em, yeah, yeah, yeah Pour it up and we gon' roll it down If I fuck you shawty hold it down Only got one night 'cause we from outta town Heard your nigga ball but he's so out of bounds, oh yeah Out in CO, trappin' with the Mando' Juggin' and finessing off a Samsung Shooters that'll take you niggas out your body (out your body) While I'm out getting my bands up You know when I pull up I be causing propaganda Know I'm cooler than the ice off in a Fanta You see me skatin' 450 yeah, yeah Dave tell me why these niggas hatin' I got lots of cash on me, cash on me Bad bitch I'm 'bout to smash on, smash on Broke 200 on the dash on it, dash on it I pull up and hit the gas on 'em, gas on 'em, yeah I got lots of cash on me, cash on me Got a bad bitch, finna smash on her, smash on Got 200 on the dash on it, dash on it I pull up and hit the gas on 'em, gas on 'em, yeah, yeah, yeah I love the way she pop it, buss it on the floor Waitress bringin' bottles told her bring some more I got hella bands and yeah that for sure Sparkles in my section like a light show We ain't done finessing, gettin' mulla When I'm in the cut I'm with my shooters You ain't with the shits so leave that out the door If you ain't gettin money what you in it for? Love the feeling when I'm whippin' in the Benz, ridin' it down on Ocean Love the feeling when I'm counting the bands, gettin' in and out of the road Gettin money, blue hunnids Pineapple soda with lean in it Hit a lick, cash out You know my niggas be scheming I got lots of cash on me, cash on me Bad bitch I'm 'bout to smash on, smash on Broke 200 on the dash on it, dash on it I pull up and hit the gas on 'em, gas on 'em, yeah I got lots of cash on me, cash on me Got a bad bitch, finna smash on her, smash on Got 200 on the dash on it, dash on it I pull up and hit the gas on 'em, gas on 'em, yeah, yeah, yeah