BoutCash - Casanova

They moving coka
Keep an eye out for the chota
Keep a sexy mariposa
Used to sleep right on the sofa
Steal ya change for a soda
Thought ya moms already told ya
Bout the game with the Yoda
And how you just might get run over
Save the rest and just start over
Till you riding in a rover
And you balling Casanova
And you balling Casanova
28, 80 a piece is how I flicking it
Everybody aint gon like the price
But gotta live with it
Coppers Hiding undercover finding lil Guinea pigs
But everybody know the common faces when you You getting it
I'm up all night
Around 3 is when its really lit
Clutch a 45 peek out the window always been with it
Saying blanco crazy why you always on that foolishness?
Cause when I actually gave a fuck
They played me like a stupid bitch
I'll tell you what it is and ima tell you what it Aint
If you aint happy for me
You can't have nun off my plate
Left him facedown in the ditch cause I don't play
But when I close My eyes see his face till this day
Say get money stay humble get that ball back when u fumble
Don't take no disrespect and if they do its time to rumble
Gotta be sincerely honest miss getting in trouble
Documented 7th grade I hit the streets and it was trouble
They moving mota
Keep an eye out for the chota
Keep a sexy mariposa
Used to sleep right on the sofa
Steal ya change for a soda
Thought ya moms already told ya bout the game with the mota
And how you just might get run over
Save the rest and just start over till you riding in a rover
And you balling Casanova
And you balling Casanova
Hit the corner hit the lights and let me out
Ima show this goofy nigga just exactly what we bout
45 tucked 38 I let the bitch out
Don't be fucking with no body all they care about is clout
I'm a z3 hustler
Never been a busta
For my fam bam best believe I will buss ya
If you don't answer calls when I call I can't trust ya
Just cause I don't fuck with ya
Don't mean that I don't love ya
Used to be so friendly
Now I'm hating every one of ya
Left me out for dead now I'm that Chico that they coming to
Tryna hold some dollars now I never used to fuck with you
We matched a couple blunts
But u was lame and so I dusted you
Never ever trusted you
Can't believe you even hit my blunt and had love for ya
Blanco all in Florida still I'm home and ya I'm stepping foo
Skeptical
Please cause ill run up in ya shit
And this really how I coming fool
They moving coka
Keep an eye out for the chota
Keep a sexy mariposa
Used to sleep right on the sofa
Steal ya change for a soda
Thought ya moms Already told ya bout the game with the mota
And how you just might get run over
Save the rest and just start over till you riding in a rover
And you balling Casanova
And you balling Casanova

Written by:
ruben blanco

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