Danny Boy Smooth and Tone Corlyone - Cash Flow

Yo Cashflow I just hit my bop no need to stop
I need that bankroll hoes up on my phone
Bitch Im a dog im in her skull Grab my Johnny
Clap like Bravo bone no marrow I got niggas in the shadoww
Come out the cut no sleepy hollow
Euro steeping with a model she look dreamy like a gini in a bottle
Push a button hit full throttle
Full extendo come with hollows
Keep it low though
well protected so you know though
They could never take my soul though
Here we go though ugh
With all this bread i get you know i flp I mean i triple up
Heavy on my munching need my lunching ain't kidding us
Just dropped off on a Lick its time to split count that breesh up
I can't spend that on no Trisha stacking up them wealthy chips



cnd I don't care what they say Imma get rich anyway
Rich anyway
Check the time on the wrist you gotta pay
But I don't like you staring check your face
Cause Bitch this not a game

Live in real life don't do it for the net
Now we poppin money clean like laundry used to poppin checks
On the road might do the dash from Roscoe if they tried to stop me next
Smoking Shisha with Jasmine clladin prolly somewhere Vexed
cin't no flying carpet take no Ls my gang gone barge in
Thorough don't fit in margins write us off then you illiterate
If we ain't kill em on the first lap best know we spin again
If shorty don't know instruments then I teach her to fiddle it
Beautiful I love her she taste just like the cinnamon
She ever break my heart I'll prolly fuck up on her frieny Friend
One of one copy and pasting I see a bunch of them
That Live Committee Thunder Loud stomachs turn need a bunch of tums
Fix your face to say shit about us bet you gon bite your tongue
See some big booty bitches so Imma throw like a thousand ones
But I'd rather save my bread hold your head if you've got fallen ones
Smoke away the pain and serve the extra still collect the funds

Written by:
ANTHONY BOATENG, DANIEL BOATENG

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