Yeah, it's Lil' Cash
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah
Come on
Don't wanna say his name on
here, but yeah,
that nigga,
he's a bitch I dissed his
gang like five times and did
not push him and his shit
Real wish,
you won't catch me gettin' on
a flick split 'Cause every time
I caught an opp,
I guarantee you he got blitzed
On Squeeze Gang,
we the main ones puttin' BTS
He tried to shoot and they
take cover,
nigga, this ain't GTA Jumped out
the car,
I know it hurt,
I guess he think this shit
a game I do chase downs,
why you think they call me
Lil' Cash?
I'm tryna creep,
fuck a car,
man, I'm bouncin' on feet I
was lurkin' in the bushes,
he ain't know that it was
me Not the type to argue,
nigga, drop the pin and we
could meet Last time I seen
that nigga,
had that boy beatin' feet
Yeah, I get jiggy And if
I'm goin' on a skit,
RT comin' with me No Diddy,
I keep that stick on me,
so nigga,
let's get busy And when I'm
bouncin' out the car,
that's on bro,
I'm gettin' pissy New Glock,
big titties,
police comin',
get shifty Called a stucka at
the store,
I had my ten milli' get
it On Squeeze Gang