King Fiya - Cash Lyrics

I got the reason you pay for the tag
Step in Buscemi I'm breaking a bag
Breakdown a peezy I'm breakin it bad
Fiya man fiending all day for the cash
Never go broke cuz I'm makin it last
Invest in homes till I'm rakin in cash
I was a lil waisting nigga the cash
Fiya mane smoke u be tastin the gas
I got the reason you pay for the tag
Step in buscemi I'm breaking a bag
Breakdown a peezy I'm breakin it bad
Fiya man fiending all day for the cash
Never go broke cuz I'm makin it last
Invest in homes till I'm rakin in cash
I was a lil nigga waistin the cash
Fiya mane smoke u be tastin the gas
Couldn't even count all that shit in the stash
Left my old bitch it I got rich on her ass
Heard my lil g got a lick on the gas
I put the cash in a designer bag
I get the Ps and I move em so fast
I got no reason to hold on a bag
Off-white designer that shit came in plaid
She love the features I got from my dad
She love the features I got from My
Know I been fresh since the Karl Kani
NYC bitch had to hop in a cab
You know I do not give a f*ck if she bad
They want the features I charge for mine
I bet my niggas go hard for mine
Clutchin I'm huggin I run up the bag
They think I'm blooding I'm popping a tag
I was out speedin wit po on my ass
She says she love me I know it won't last
Big Lamborghini I'm blowing the gas
She just wan see me just goin out bad
She just wan beat and I throw on the mag
I got good reason to throw on a mag
She want my semen to go in my bag
I know she scheming I'm knowing her past
I got the reason you pay for the tag
Step in buscemi I'm breaking a bag
Breakdown a peezy I'm breakin it bad
Fiya man fiending all day for the cash
Never go broke cuz I'm makin it last
Invest in homes till I'm rakin in cash
I was a lil nigga waistin the cash
Fiya mane smoke u be tastin the gas
I got the reason you pay for the tag
Step in buscemi I'm breaking a bag
Breakdown a peezy I'm breakin it bad
Fiya man fiending all day for the cash
Never go broke cuz I'm makin it last
Invest in homes till I'm rakin in cash
I was a lil nigga waistin the cash
Fiya mane smoke u be tastin the gas
Ask me if I trust that bitch an I'll laugh
I just stay focused I'm gettin that bag
King Louie OG original gas
She just approached me I'm bridging the gap
I f*cked her once and I dip on her ass
I left a blunt on my digital dash
They think I'm scammin I'm gettin this cash
I raised my standards my vision is grand
Magazine only way I'm on a stand
F*ck that lil rollie cuz I want the land
Ain't nothing happen you told on ya mans
I got a passion for folding up bands
I hit the trap wit a goal and a plan
Sick of this shit had me folding my hands
I'm in the club and I don't wanna dance
I gave a moe to a hoe cuz I can
I got the drip Burberry trench no this ain't Columbine
Sour it stink NYC shit Amare Stoudamire
I'm taking risk imma get rich that is the bottom line
Look at my bitch look at my wrist today I got the time
I got the reason you pay for the tag
Step in Buscemi I'm breaking a bag
Breakdown a peezy I'm breakin it bad
Fiya man fiending all day for the cash
Never go broke cuz I'm makin it last
Invest in homes till I'm rakin in cash
I was a lil nigga waistin the cash
Fiya mane smoke u be tastin the gas
I got the reason you pay for the tag
Step in Buscemi I'm breaking a bag
Breakdown a peezy I'm breakin it bad
Fiya man fiending all day for the cash
Never go broke cuz I'm makin it last
Invest in homes till I'm rakin in cash
I was a lil nigga waistin the cash
Fiya mane smoke u be tastin the gas