If I gave up all I had Then why would I go back
Too many things ain't right Too many things ain't right
But my cash right But my cash right But my cash right But my cash right
Cash alright everything's alright
Drivin' 160 in the coupe, it's alright f*cked the tires up that's right
Gettin' right with my guys, Boy I'm fried, call the cook
Shoot a three I call em book Cut them ties with that bitch
Cut them ties with that broad We up fye on em cuz he tryna disrespect us I call my cousin, brought him with me
Touch down to Houston, feel like Whitney I ain't even think I brought it with me
They pull us over, then we all fleein' They pull me over, then I got fleee
If I gave up all I had Then why would I go back
But my cash right But my cash right But my cash right
Cash alright everything's alright
Drivin' 160 in the coupe, it's alright f*cked the tires up that's right
Gettin' right with my guys, Boy I'm fried, call the cook
Shoot a three I call em book Cut them ties with that bitch
Cut them ties with that broad We up fye on em cuz he tryna disrespect us I call my cousin, brought him with me
Touch down to Houston, feel like Whitney I ain't even think I brought it with me
They pull us over, then we all fleein' They pull me over, then I got fleee
Almightyy - Everything Will Be Alright Lyrics
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If I gave up all I had Then why would I go back
Too many things ain't right Too many things ain't right
But my cash right But my cash right But my cash right But my cash right
Cash alright everything's alright
Drivin' 160 in the coupe, it's alright f*cked the tires up that's right
Gettin' right with my guys, Boy I'm fried, call the cook
Shoot a three I call em book Cut them ties with that bitch
Cut them ties with that broad We up fye on em cuz he tryna disrespect us I call my cousin, brought him with me
Touch down to Houston, feel like Whitney I ain't even think I brought it with me
They pull us over, then we all fleein' They pull me over, then I got fleee
If I gave up all I had Then why would I go back
But my cash right But my cash right But my cash right
Cash alright everything's alright
Drivin' 160 in the coupe, it's alright f*cked the tires up that's right
Gettin' right with my guys, Boy I'm fried, call the cook
Shoot a three I call em book Cut them ties with that bitch
Cut them ties with that broad We up fye on em cuz he tryna disrespect us I call my cousin, brought him with me
Touch down to Houston, feel like Whitney I ain't even think I brought it with me
They pull us over, then we all fleein' They pull me over, then I got fleee
Too many things ain't right Too many things ain't right
But my cash right But my cash right But my cash right But my cash right
Cash alright everything's alright
Drivin' 160 in the coupe, it's alright f*cked the tires up that's right
Gettin' right with my guys, Boy I'm fried, call the cook
Shoot a three I call em book Cut them ties with that bitch
Cut them ties with that broad We up fye on em cuz he tryna disrespect us I call my cousin, brought him with me
Touch down to Houston, feel like Whitney I ain't even think I brought it with me
They pull us over, then we all fleein' They pull me over, then I got fleee
If I gave up all I had Then why would I go back
But my cash right But my cash right But my cash right
Cash alright everything's alright
Drivin' 160 in the coupe, it's alright f*cked the tires up that's right
Gettin' right with my guys, Boy I'm fried, call the cook
Shoot a three I call em book Cut them ties with that bitch
Cut them ties with that broad We up fye on em cuz he tryna disrespect us I call my cousin, brought him with me
Touch down to Houston, feel like Whitney I ain't even think I brought it with me
They pull us over, then we all fleein' They pull me over, then I got fleee
Writer: Avery A
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