I Need everything they owe me
Ima need it cash only
F*ck it all up with my homies more than 5 on it
Prolly roll one fore I roll up
Got my bread up fore I woke up
Look like you and money broke up look like I'm on it
I be Layin low and stacking high
Can't be stayin broke I rather die
Cookin up
Lil guy got em lookin up
Swear I ain't gotta look or nun to make you wonder if you good enough
You goin eat ya words like cravings
Saw it coming something like ravens
Niggas be fakin from AM to PM but there ain't no daylight saving
Lights out get em wiped out
I be blacking out can't white it out
Been a savage fore 21
I write it out while the knife out
Issa body
I prolly said it
Issa bag I prolly get it
Countin chicken it be better breaded
Get ahead of me you prolly get beheaded
Gettin high stackin even higher
Bouttah wash em he goin need a dryer
When I bless em he goin need a choir
It's goin be a show
Go peep the flyer
Rather die than get along with you
But don't kill the vibe what you oughtta do
Let it ride or just let it slide rather let em fly bid em all adieu
Well rounded
Squared away
My whole circle keep squares away
Anybody stepping to the kid get a seat in a wheelchair today
Ya whole clique get so defeated
Ya name in ya blood tell you go and read it
Still been at it really cookin magic
Boy Jackson got the cauldron heated
All you niggas fallin outtah grace
I'm still eating when we outtah plates
Ya need to work on ya fung shui
Them dolla signs lookin outtah place
I hit the bank while you hit the Nae Nae
Niggas broker than cousin day day
I don't really know they religion but it don't look like they believe in pay day
Jackson Jonez - Cash Only (feat. Jermayn) [Prod. By K Beatz] Lyrics
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I Need everything they owe me
Ima need it cash only
F*ck it all up with my homies more than 5 on it
Prolly roll one fore I roll up
Got my bread up fore I woke up
Look like you and money broke up look like I'm on it
I be Layin low and stacking high
Can't be stayin broke I rather die
Cookin up
Lil guy got em lookin up
Swear I ain't gotta look or nun to make you wonder if you good enough
You goin eat ya words like cravings
Saw it coming something like ravens
Niggas be fakin from AM to PM but there ain't no daylight saving
Lights out get em wiped out
I be blacking out can't white it out
Been a savage fore 21
I write it out while the knife out
Issa body
I prolly said it
Issa bag I prolly get it
Countin chicken it be better breaded
Get ahead of me you prolly get beheaded
Gettin high stackin even higher
Bouttah wash em he goin need a dryer
When I bless em he goin need a choir
It's goin be a show
Go peep the flyer
Rather die than get along with you
But don't kill the vibe what you oughtta do
Let it ride or just let it slide rather let em fly bid em all adieu
Well rounded
Squared away
My whole circle keep squares away
Anybody stepping to the kid get a seat in a wheelchair today
Ya whole clique get so defeated
Ya name in ya blood tell you go and read it
Still been at it really cookin magic
Boy Jackson got the cauldron heated
All you niggas fallin outtah grace
I'm still eating when we outtah plates
Ya need to work on ya fung shui
Them dolla signs lookin outtah place
I hit the bank while you hit the Nae Nae
Niggas broker than cousin day day
I don't really know they religion but it don't look like they believe in pay day
Ima need it cash only
F*ck it all up with my homies more than 5 on it
Prolly roll one fore I roll up
Got my bread up fore I woke up
Look like you and money broke up look like I'm on it
I be Layin low and stacking high
Can't be stayin broke I rather die
Cookin up
Lil guy got em lookin up
Swear I ain't gotta look or nun to make you wonder if you good enough
You goin eat ya words like cravings
Saw it coming something like ravens
Niggas be fakin from AM to PM but there ain't no daylight saving
Lights out get em wiped out
I be blacking out can't white it out
Been a savage fore 21
I write it out while the knife out
Issa body
I prolly said it
Issa bag I prolly get it
Countin chicken it be better breaded
Get ahead of me you prolly get beheaded
Gettin high stackin even higher
Bouttah wash em he goin need a dryer
When I bless em he goin need a choir
It's goin be a show
Go peep the flyer
Rather die than get along with you
But don't kill the vibe what you oughtta do
Let it ride or just let it slide rather let em fly bid em all adieu
Well rounded
Squared away
My whole circle keep squares away
Anybody stepping to the kid get a seat in a wheelchair today
Ya whole clique get so defeated
Ya name in ya blood tell you go and read it
Still been at it really cookin magic
Boy Jackson got the cauldron heated
All you niggas fallin outtah grace
I'm still eating when we outtah plates
Ya need to work on ya fung shui
Them dolla signs lookin outtah place
I hit the bank while you hit the Nae Nae
Niggas broker than cousin day day
I don't really know they religion but it don't look like they believe in pay day
Writer: Jackson Jones, Jermayne Troche
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