lirik lagu hellcatsrts – crybaby cash
[verse]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
come on, i’m in a jaguar suv, moving through efficiently
tried to get some food up off the card, but b*tch, i burnt the piece
hundred dollar best buy gift card, it’s on the way to me
change the information on the account, this sh*t gon’ take a week
southwest redeeming points for cards and selling cheap flights
saying that the bougie marriott for free for three nights
i know a lesbian that’s bad as h*ll, she like to eat dikes
i know a n*gga that cuffed a freak b*tch, cause that’s what he like
my girl gon’ wrap the fronto in somе paper, it’s the king size
said shе gon’ stick it out through thick and thin b*tch, what’s your ring size?
and i know a n*gga that f*cked a n*gga, but he don’t wanna admit it
he ain’t never even trap or scam at all, he good at ad*libbing
you been lame since birth, n*gga, that’s probably why your dad missing
i hit this b*tch one time, she said her boyfriend said “it grab different”
b*tch, don’t try to compare me, to your ex, cause we mad different
he then went to jail cause he had a stick, but he ain’t have a mag in it
only time i’m finna wear my pants is with a sag in it
why the f*ck can’t disney make a show without a fad in it
my dog from the uk smoking cigs, bruh, that’s a f*g in it
lame n*gga was arguing bout sports, then brought a flag in it
bloods, crips, gdps, that sh*t don’t make sense to me
he just got put on, he reppin’ hard, this n*gga 23
stupid b*tch then fell in love with dude just cause he in the streets
said he don’t f*ck with rats, but i guess his cool his partner f*cking teens
in 2023, the og’s gossip like drama queens
i don’t care bout your attitude, b*tch, my mama mean
red crocs, buckled em to the back, look like lightning mcqueen
thick sole, steve madden’s, that is not the mcqueens
let me get a number one, with a sprite, dressed it with everything
tryna fuss at brunch, b*tch, it’s a time and place for everything
she said, cash, what do you do for fun? i said everything
what you gone hit if you get your gun? b*tch, everything
telly plug, flying cheap, somewhere different every week
forgetting to post my story, b*tch i can’t even much keep up with me
n*ggas glazing he could never be no vegan cause he love to beef
i know a shooter that don’t got no bread at all, but he love to be
come on, yeah, yeah, come on
y’all heard what n*gga said, n*gga said
he say he don’t f*ck rats, he don’t care, his partner f*cking teens
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