Rob49 - Cuz I

(Cashout, what it do-do-do?)
Yeah
Uh (yeah)
Uh (yeah)
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Uh, uh, uh (skrrt)

Yeah, I'm fuckin' on both her friends
I told her I'm keepin' it G, if you fuckin' that nigga, don't do it again
I told her I'm putting it all deep down in my mind, I'm knowin' it's in
She said she needed a ride but I still fuck hood hoes out the 'jects
If I come they think I pimp
'Cause I'm pullin' up Rolls-Royce truck
I'm pullin' up Scat, I'm pullin' up Lamb', uh
Brand new S550 lookin' like I work for Mercedes Benz, uh
Five percent my tint, when they look in this whip, niggas can't see in, uh
Paint still drippin' off, lookin' like I just got this lil' bitch painted, uh

How she pass that drug test stuffin' them pills in that lil' bitch anus? No
Call it what you want, she be throwin' neck and she be slangin' that camel toe
Heifers in the street now the nigga want beef, his ass an amateur
Countin' up the money, I've been countin' up hunnids make my hands hurt
Just like Ted Bundy he gon' kill that pussy, get your bodies up
Buy her what she wants, but at the same time, I embarrass her
Fuckin' rappers hoes, I don't give no fuck, you ain't my dawgy dawg
I'ma fly her out before he done 'cause niggas rich as fuck
And this nigga a bum, she do whatever I tell her just to come with us
And I got my gun, if he can't come, then we ain't comin' here
Hunnid round drum gon' make a nigga run just like a fire drill
Mad bro crazy, I'm tryna rap his ass, brought crack in here

Yeah, I'm fuckin' on both her friends
I told her I'm keepin' it G, if you fuckin' that nigga, don't do it again
I told her I'm putting it all deep down in my mind, I'm knowin' it's in
She said she needed a ride but I still fuck hood hoes out the 'jects
If I come they think I pimp
'Cause I'm pullin' up Rolls-Royce truck
I'm pullin' up Scat, I'm pullin' up Lamb', uh
Brand new S550 lookin' like I work for Mercedes Benz, uh
Five percent my tint, when they look in this whip, niggas can't see in, uh
Paint still drippin' off, lookin' like I just got this lil' bitch painted, uh

I'm goin' hard in the VIP, throw a stack at a bitch while she bitin' her lip, uh
I'm countin' blues all day, yeah, just like Nip, but I ain't no Crip, uh
Tell her come bring that script, that script, that 'script, that script, that script, uh
Workin' the pharmacy but my ho don't care, she gon' bring that sip to me
And I keep that shit on me
Biggest boss, I been one
We was tryna to find a scheme, man, bro-bro ridin' through Wynwood
I had on Pooh Shiestys before Pooh, I shouldn't have said nun
All they do is talk about 4 God like I'm they favorite

Uh, yeah
Uh, uh

Yeah, I'm fuckin' on both her friends
I told her I'm keepin' it G, if you fuckin' that nigga, don't do it again
I told her I'm putting it all deep down in my mind, I'm knowin' it's in
She said she needed a ride but I still fuck hood hoes out the 'jects
If I come they think I pimp
'Cause I'm pullin' up Rolls-Royce truck
I'm pullin' up Scat, I'm pullin' up Lamb', uh
Brand new S550 lookin' like I work for Mercedes Benz, uh
Five percent my tint, when they look in this whip, niggas can't see in, uh
Paint still drippin' off, lookin' like I just got this lil' bitch painted, uh

Written by:
Robert Thomas, Renzo de Vries, Branden Cox

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