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Cash App (feat. Jbandxz) Video (MV)




Performed By: RobThaYacht
Language: English
Length: 3:02
Written by: Robert Lee




RobThaYacht - Cash App (feat. Jbandxz) Lyrics




I speak the guap fluently not gettin' money that shit is just new to me
Flexin' yo fake ass jewelry big cap please stop with the foolery
Baguettes, finesse f*ck it I'm fly as a jet
That boy so broke now he looking so stressed
You hang with the rooks bitch I hang with the vets
Where that bag at lil mama bring that ass back (Hey)
I got cash app, how much to make that ass clap
Backwood lil nigga go and pass that (Uh)
Bad bitch big rob might come and smash that (Aye)

Bitch I'm too cold the winter, I'm master splinter and you niggas beginners
She eat the dick up for dinner, I'm spending money like a lottery winner
She say I'm so great like I'm Tony the tiga, oops I should've said tiger
She say she hate me, Uh, Yeah, well that bitch is a liar
I feel like gucci how I'm rocking this gucci
Shawty bad cause she look like Karrueche
Got four girls put em all in a two seat I'm smoking gas but you smoking on boofy (HA)
I feel like Gucci how I'm rocking this Gucci
Shawty bad cause she look like Karrueche
Got four girls put em all in a two seat

Yo bitch all on my snapchat, she talking bout' some cash app
I told her she ain't getting shit unless her f*cking ass fat
I can't f*ck with no gnat gnat, y'all lame ass niggas can have that
These lame ass hoes be gassing, man these bitches need a gas cap
I be speaking fact facts, these other niggas rap cap
Me and Rob gon' rob yo ass stay geeked just like a math class
If you a lil bad bitch send location we gon map that
I might send you money if you let me f*cking tap that
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I speak the guap fluently not gettin' money that shit is just new to me
Flexin' yo fake ass jewelry big cap please stop with the foolery
Baguettes, finesse f*ck it I'm fly as a jet
That boy so broke now he looking so stressed
You hang with the rooks bitch I hang with the vets
Where that bag at lil mama bring that ass back (Hey)
I got cash app, how much to make that ass clap
Backwood lil nigga go and pass that (Uh)
Bad bitch big rob might come and smash that (Aye)

Bitch I'm too cold the winter, I'm master splinter and you niggas beginners
She eat the dick up for dinner, I'm spending money like a lottery winner
She say I'm so great like I'm Tony the tiga, oops I should've said tiger
She say she hate me, Uh, Yeah, well that bitch is a liar
I feel like gucci how I'm rocking this gucci
Shawty bad cause she look like Karrueche
Got four girls put em all in a two seat I'm smoking gas but you smoking on boofy (HA)
I feel like Gucci how I'm rocking this Gucci
Shawty bad cause she look like Karrueche
Got four girls put em all in a two seat

Yo bitch all on my snapchat, she talking bout' some cash app
I told her she ain't getting shit unless her f*cking ass fat
I can't f*ck with no gnat gnat, y'all lame ass niggas can have that
These lame ass hoes be gassing, man these bitches need a gas cap
I be speaking fact facts, these other niggas rap cap
Me and Rob gon' rob yo ass stay geeked just like a math class
If you a lil bad bitch send location we gon map that
I might send you money if you let me f*cking tap that
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Writer: Robert Lee
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