Ca$h Rodgers - Raincheck Freestyle Lyrics

From January to January
Follow me... follow me, follow me
I'm right here, I'm right here
From January to January
I'm in my bag all season
Y'all see what I got on
It's not a skit... it's not a game
It's really what I do
It's not easy
I'm keep tryna tell y'all it's not easy
Them boys on the loose
Tell a friend to tell a friend
F*cking with the squad
I wouldn't dare to recommend
I'm just tryna f*ck
Nothing more you ain't gotta impress
Nothing less
Money dripping
Let me get a raincheck
Them boys on the loose
Tell a friend to tell a friend
F*cking with the squad
I wouldn't dare to recommend
I'm just tryna f*ck
Nothing more you ain't gotta impress
Nothing less
Money dripping
Let me get a raincheck
Yeah you know it's really bag season
Oh bag season
Bring the heat and make the green fall
We past seasons
Rose' up in my right hand
The left be clutching the knots
Think I'm Killah Cam
Asked if she going suck it or not
Gahhdamn
They don't wanna see the come up
My whole squad got drummers
Might slide with ya mother
F*ck the bank we do numbers
Face card on platinum
No face guarding that man
Know that pussy on my mind
Don't need CAT scans
$lick Flair going back in
For the front row she give me back end
Got no love way back then
But we don't delve in past tense
Imma walking caption
My rap lines under they pictures
Always strived to get paid n***a
My at name couldn't handle me n***a
Ca$htro Gang we them same n****s
Don't leave ya baby round kidnappers
She might front for lil while
Guarantee
I get her throw that ass backwards
Salmon platter from Taste This
We could never be adjacent
PhD in f*cking bitches
Ya main girl probably a patient
Going off I know they hate this
Told me that I'll never be shit
Young n***a got my own wave
Whatever I do
They seasick
You ain't gotta let the beast in
Dirty Sprite no remix
But Beezie told me that we must win
I treat every day like it's game six
Deadshot boy I can't miss
Take it up to another level
When you up
Even more devils
Getting big face
Iced out bezels
Run it up like track stars
CR be the rap gawd
I said we run it up like track stars
CR be the rap gawd
Count up them Benjamin's
Leather so soft like it's feminine
We got a problem
Drip on my body
This fit imma rocket like Houston then
Can't fold to the pressure
Sharn knew I was special
Let's get this bitch jumping
Need ritalin
Them n****s wish they was sick as him
Flawless victory with synonyms
Paper I chase
I Need it all just in case
Their flow on copy and paste
F*ck out my face
You bet not challenge a great
Like house arrest
Stay in yo place
Yes yes
Walk around know I'm the best
Securing the bag bout a check
Slide with yo queen
Pull up from deep
Chances of hitting
It's pointless for you to contest
I'm in the mix like a DJ
Get a BJ then I slide off her PJs
Turnt to the max naw I don't shop at TJs
Bumping Portland out balling with ya Dame like I'm CJ
Ball hard and my flow game tight
Get my wrist swoll put that bitch on ice
Skrrt in that thang and it's cocaine white
Kick game to your flame
Might smash your wife
Please do not ask me what's good
I'm bout guap that's understood
Move and I jug
Finesse
She tell me yes
I'm might go right at ya bitch
Like an email address
Then her man act like he wanna flex
Designated hitters they be on deck
All about payroll we need our checks
When shit hit the fan we Ron Artest
Bye