Cashh1of1 - Mr. 1of1

Yea
Yea
Mr. 1of1
Yea
Yea
Yea
I'm poppin' my shit with a passion
I'm just keeping it real ain't no braggin'
Stayed so low i can't do no more stashin'
Pop out with the shit i been stackin'
I ain't playin no games this ain't madden
I'm a number 1 pick when we draftin'
Gotta run it up, ain't no relaxin'
They know i'm the one bringin' the cash in
Gotta wake em up, ain't no more nappin' (Yea)
They gon' see how a nigga been snappin' (Yea)
I'm dropping my nuts now they draggin' (Yea)
You see all of these niggas I'm passin' (Yea)
Too far you ain't doin no catchin' (No Way)
Fuck em all can't have no compassion (Yea)
They confused and I know they jus askin' (Yea)
Just give me a few years ima staff em
Ima stand on my word no retractin' (Yea)
Niggas do shit to get a reaction (Okay)
Ion get into nun of the chattin' (No Way)
I just run to the bank while i'm laughin' (Okay)
That went over ya head you ain't catch it (Yea)
If i can't get what i want ima snatch it (Takin')
How i tell you that i'm the one lasting (Yea)
How i tell you that i'm the one havin' (Cash)
Call a yellow bone bitch just to crash in (Whoa)
Put it on she admire the fashion (Whoa)
Hit my line i'm a high class attraction (Yea)
It sound good but i can't do no attaching (No Way)
This no cap, ain't doin no gassing (No Cap)
Lights and cameras, my diamonds be flashin' (Flash)
I be lighting shit up while i'm blackin' (Yea)
I can't lose my dubs keep on addin' (Yea)
Gon' leave a mark, so fucking big, won't be able to fit in my shoes (Yea)
Hot from the start, tryna go big, you know i got something to prove (Yea)
I gave it a spark, they think it's rigged, and i ain't even get in my groove (Yea)
Came from the heart, never no fib, this shit gettin all em to move (Yea)
This go for any you niggas
Don't fuck with you niggas
My prices got bigger (Whoa)
Can't even talk to you niggas
Or rock with you niggas
Tryna be bigger then jigga (Whoa)
How i'm up, my last one got sicker
Cuz i ain't here with ya
Can't tell her i pick her
Ain't nothing for me just to switch her (Yea)
Can't even see you in my picture (Yea)
Gon' see the whole team livin' lavish
Ya bitch know that i'm far from just average (Yea)
They gon listen to this shit like a passage (Yea)
Call 21 'cuz i'm goin savage (21)
I got all these assist I'm Steve Nashin (Whoa)
I got options to go do the dash in (Whoa)
I'm makin' bread talkin' bout past shit (Yea)
It's all net when i shoot in the basket (Yea)
I'm poppin' my shit with a passion
I'm just keeping it real ain't no braggin'
I stayed so low i can't do no more stashin'
Pop out with the shit i been stackin'
I ain't playin no games this ain't madden
I'm a number 1 pick when we draftin'
Gotta run it up ain't no relaxin'
They know i'm the one bringin' tha cash in

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Cash 1

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