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ost malone - crybaby cash lyrics

come on

[hook]
bae take that freak sh*t out your phone, put it on ig
b*tch i feel like ost malone cause i sold the p, woah
i’m the joce man, baby come and joce with me
b*tch, them votes don’t mean sh*t ‘less you vote for me
f*ck, and then i’m mad i let too many n*ggas close to me
sh*t, i should’ve turned my head when that b*tch was posting me
she ain’t text back in like a hour, she ghost to me
she seen me serve a p she said”bae, you ghost to me”
that was friendly d*ck bae, you can’t get no more from me
you makin’ me sick bae, that sh*t that you post ain’t p
i don’t know who you talkin’ to, but it sure ain’t me
i just don’t feel the same without a bankroll on me

[verse]
g6 got her trippin’ out her mind, b*tch you shouldn’t have took it
i be playin’ warzone online, but don’t play me p*ssy
i count that money, gotta wash my hands before i play with her p*ssy
somebody better come and get they mans, he gon’ scare all the p*ssy
dome shot, there it go, you can hear the money machine beep
i want elbows all around, all around me
i don’t care no more about a b*tch i* come on
i don’t care no more about a b*tch that i don’t need
i was tryna sell lows, but i don’t want the ones with seeds
i was tryna save my bread, but i said f*ck it, double b
her mouth open up like pez, f*ck it bae i’m tryna see
i said, i can’t nut from head, so she can get it out of me
couple n*ggas that owe me bread, but i feel like they dodgin’ me
dodgin’ me, i got two hoes massaging me
ain’t no floor on top of me, n*ggas gon’ owe apology
hoe, i hope you proud of me, i ho, i hope you proud of me
n*ggas gon’ owe apology, can’t even fit inside the seat
i only got like five seats, bookoo hoes pilin’ in
i want a chick*fil*a deluxe, and waffle fries and polynesian
[hook]
bae take that freak sh*t out your phone, put it on ig
b*tch i feel like ost malone cause i sold the p, woah
i’m the joce man, baby come and joce with me
b*tch, them votes don’t mean sh*t ‘less you vote for me
f*ck, and then i’m mad i let too many n*ggas close to me
i should’ve turned my head when that b*tch was posting me
she ain’t text back in like a hour, she ghost to me
she seen me serve a p she said”bae, you ghost to me”
that was friendly d*ck bae, you can’t get no more from me
you makin’ me sick bae, that sh*t that you post ain’t p
i don’t know who you talkin’ to, but it sure ain’t me
i just don’t feel the same without a bankroll on me

- crybaby cash lyrics

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