[Intro]

Cash Gang Key

MKMentality, baby

[Verse]

All you niggas bitches, all you bitches fuckin' lame niggas

Boy was talking crazy, brody popped 'em like a pain killer

It's crazy, we was giving niggas shots before they made liquor

Pull up and drop forty out the blazer like I'm Dame Lillard

I'm sick, these niggas wanna beef 'cause they can't hang with us

I'm the Undertaker and lil' brody, he the Kane nigga

Boy, we had fully auto chops before they made switches

Let's see if dawg still be out his top without his brain in it

We clumsy, all my niggas drop shit

Lets make a toast, my nigga head hit a opp bitch

We gone call you number two 'cause you ain't got shit

Baby girl, you got a gut, you is not thick

When we go on them drills, even the driver gotta blow Mags

You can't slide, 'cause you ain't got a whip with your broke ass

We really be in, we need every stolie if it go fast

Cash Gang, I know we makin' noise like some broke glass

You ain't walkin' niggas down, you ain't clap shit

All you rap niggas clowns, nigga, that's it

My cup look like dirty water, nigga, that's Flint

It's a thousand in this pop, nigga, that's rent

Letter to the opps, let's just meet and shoot it out

I just took a bitch spirit, you would think I flew her out

Even in the boxing ring we can't even duke it out

Ain't heard? Check the score ever since we blew 'em out

[Outro]

Cash Gang shit