Jessi Kay - Cash

Verse 1:
Pulling up got the choppas on me,
I see it I cop it homie,
You wanna be me, you wanna be me,
It’s not an option homie,
I’m an authentic bitch,
Pulling expensive shit,
You bitches is wack,
That is a fact,
Yea hoe I said that shit,
I body I dead this shit,
Sing and rap,
Don’t rent this shit,
I’m ‘bout my mula,
I’m ‘bout my cash,
Lo siento, I am that bitch,
Pull up red in a cold day,
Dripping ice in the summer haze,
Count his cause I need a fix,
In the club on some fuck shit,

Chorus:
Watch me I’m countin this cash,
You see me I’m getting this bag,
I pull up I’m hittin the dash,
My money, my money is fast
Watch me I’m countin this cash,
You see me I’m getting this bag,
I pull up I’m hittin the dash,
My money, my money is fast

Verse 2:
Yea hoe I’m Lebron James,
Throwing buckets hit the fade away,
I see it, I touch it, it’s gold,
My money, my money is old,
You dumb hoes wanna be us,
3 strikes I call you Adidas,
I put you to rest like a fetus,
I’m slicing you off from the knees up,
Shine bright yea my wrist froze,
Midnight yea my hearts cold,
The moon it fills up my soul,
I’m litty don’t do what I’m told,
Keep looking you gon’ have a problem,
Look baby I finish I don’t start ‘em,
Just call me Mohammed Ali,
All these wins and zero defeats,

Chorus:
Watch me I’m countin this cash,
You see me I’m getting this bag,
I pull up I’m hittin the dash,
My money, my money is fast
Watch me I’m countin this cash,
You see me I’m getting this bag,
I pull up I’m hittin the dash,
My money, my money is fast

Outtro:
My money, my money, my money, my money
My money, my money, my money, my money
My money, my money, my money, my money
My money, my money, my money, my money

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