Casanova - Payday! (feat. SergeantJ & Katey) Lyrics

(Casanova!)
Yeah, I'm finna get paid today
I walk in the booth, start talkin' my ****, my money gon' fade away
When I was in school, **** don't wanna talk to me, now they a fan today
Told them **** to back the **** up
If they don't, they get smacked the **** up
Got a stick with a beam to my side
**** ready for war, better hide
Got that premium shit from the fly
**** feelin' good, we outside
In that Lamb' Truck with my guys
**** we spinnin' your block, better hide
**** claimin' they countin' that money
**** be countin' Monopoly money
I'm countin' the bands, I'm countin' the pape'
You could be by my side, give or take
But **** should know I don't work with a snake
Damn, I gotta get me a way bigger closet, just ordered some Polo and Bape
New crib, third one I done got in the state and it got a backyard full of green, need a rake
You an oppa, lil' ****, you don't know me
The choppa is bringin' you down-
I grow all the way to the top and I'm leavin' you low to the bottom, like Coney
Yeah, I just retwisted my locs, finna braid 'em and probably dye 'em like Goldi'
Yeah, it's only me and my homies, huh, it's only me and my homies
If you tryna see me, hit me with a text
New level, I'm on to the next
If you tryna solve a dispute, then I'll spin to your block and I'm bringin' a TEC
Linked up with your shawty, she think you a **** and she talk on the phone while she givin' me neck
**** don't even know how to ball at all and it's 'cause you a bum, what the **** you expect?
She ride like a horse, neigh neigh, if she bad then she finna get hit with the whip
I'm finna hop in the whip that I bought for the trip, you can check the pink slip
Yeah, yeah
Took a trip out to France with the fam', we eatin' them escargots
I gotta stick with 'em all of the way, put food on they plate 'cause they all that I got, whoa (Whoa, whoa)
Like aye, aye
I'm finna get paid today
Hop in the whip and we out, mayday
Finna pull up the block like hey
Hey, hey
Opps finna get sprayed today
Throwing these racks in they face, I'm paid
Lot of y'all broke, y'all can't relate
Yeah, I'm finna get paid today
I walk in the booth, start talkin' my ****, my money gon' fade away
When I was in school, **** don't wanna talk to me, now they a fan today
Told them **** to back the **** up
If they don't, they get smacked the **** up
Got a stick with a beam to my side
**** ready for war, better hide
Got that premium shit from the fly
**** feelin' good, we outside
In that Lamb' Truck with my guys