cash flow - babystaydown lyrics
[intro]
(adhd, get in here, haha)
yeah, yeah*yeah, yeah (what? what? squa—squa—squa—squa—squa)
ayy, what these n*ggas on, soulla? (yeah, yeah, yeah*yeah, yeah)
yeah, yeah, yeah*yeah, yeah, oh
[chorus]
b*tch, i’m that n*gga (b*tch), real bag spender (cash)
double cup sipper (sip, sip), real pill popper
i run with some heart stoppers (glrrt), the draco hot like lava
yeah, i’m whippin’ my wrist ’til it lock up
yeah, i’m promotin’ the violence and dollars (glrrt)
[verse 1]
i’m in a sp*ce coupe, can’t see me, huh, nah, these n*ggas can’t see me, yeah
all of these n*ggas tryna be me (what? what?), nah, but they cannot be me, yeah
i put bad b*tch in the cc, yeah, yeah, chanelly, chanelly, huh (cc, cc)
yellow diamond like peepee, huh, yeah, r kelly, r kelly
i just walked through d boy fresh, i got knots in my pocket, you would’ve thought a n*gga was sellin’ (okay, okay, yeah, yeah)
i got codeine in my flesh, plus i take percs to the head, d*mn, a n*gga the walking dead (okay, okay, yeah*yeah, yeah)
[chorus]
b*tch, i’m that n*gga (b*tch), real bag spender (cash)
double cup sipper (sip, sip), real pill popper
i run with some heart stoppers (glrrt), the draco hot like lava
yeah, i’m whippin’ my wrist ’til it lock up
yeah, i’m promotin’ the violence and dollars
[verse 2]
boop*boop, bomb his block up like osama (skrrt, skrrt)
yeah, this stick, it hit like kung fu
hunnid round double d on the bottom
slide, hit that boy block with no problem (boop*boop)
yeah, your main b*tch, she gettin’ slaughtered, yeah
i threw back the yerks, i’m high as f*ck, i keep on checkin’ my bottle, yeah
i drop a piece in the arp, now the b*tch a fully choppa, yeah (blrrt)
i put a box on that glizzy, slide, hop out with hand choppa, yeah (blrrt)
she do the tricks with her tongue and sh*t, i call her my head doctor, yeah
oh, the f*ck n*gga said what? pull up, air it out, yeah (what? what? what?)
g66, this thing so geeked i d*mn near spat it out, yeah (skrrt, skrrt)
i just popped like three rp 10s, i’m finna head out, yeah
she said she tryna pull up on me, i’m like, “where about?”, yeah
the glock ten milly, gon’ leave the boy assed out (boop)
these n*ggas be mascots, yeah (boop*boop*boop*boop)
[chorus]
b*tch, i’m that n*gga, real bag spender (cash)
double cup sipper (sip, sip), real pill popper
i run with some heart stoppers (glrrt), the draco hot like lava
yeah, i’m whippin’ my wrist ’til it lock up
yeah, i’m promotin’ the violence and dollars
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