Cash
Khroam on the beat
[Chorus: NCG MadMax]
Boy you a-, boy you a hoe, my cousin a robber
Run up on me and get hit with the chopper
Bitch I been thuggin' since I was a toddler
Fresh outta jail on they neck like a collar
Young nigga cold, think it's the rollie
24 shots in my Glock call me Kobe
Boy you a baby remind me of Jodie
Get shot in your face if I find out you owe me
If I ever go broke imma stick up a store
Tie up your uncle bitch get on the floor
Don't reach for my chain imma get deathrow
Uppin' the Ruger imma knock off his fro
Go to the club and I pull out the racks
Your bitch in the 6 and I'm breakin' her back
I got like 50 rounds on the MAC
Stackin' my money it's taller than Shaq
[Verse: NCG MadMax]
Your jewelry be fake lil nigga
That gang that you claimin' ain't claimin' you nigga
Picasso I pull up and paint me a nigga
Pop up while you sleep leave your brains on the pillow
Beat a nigga now he look like a panda
They know I been thuggin' since I was in pampers
I'm all bout the bud like I'm playin' for Tampa
I came from the streets like [?]
[Chorus: NCG MadMax]
Boy you a-, boy you a hoe, my cousin a robber
Run up on me and get hit with the chopper
Bitch I been thuggin' since I was a toddler
Fresh outta jail on they neck like a collar
Young nigga cold, think it's the rollie
24 shots in my Glock call me Kobe
Boy you a baby remind me of Jodie
Get shot in your face if I find out you owe me
If I ever go broke imma stick up a store
Tie up your uncle bitch get on the floor
Don't reach for my chain imma get deathrow
Uppin' the Ruger imma knock off his fro
Go to the club and I pull out the racks
Your bitch in the 6 and I'm breakin' her back
I got like 50 rounds on the MAC
Stackin' my money it's taller than Shaq
[Verse: Quin NFN]
Hol' on
Hol' on
Ayy
Everything gotta be understood
It ain't no hesitation to pick up a payment go get me a check and I'm good
Now I'm poppin' like bacon and these hoes wanna fake it but I'm tryna hit me a jug
Nigga drop a location quit fakin' my young niggas waiting to get in your hood
Boy you a bitch my niggas be jackin'
I took his bitch she came with a mattress
My lil bitch thick like she came in a package
Then I might send a blitz if I feels like It's action
And we took his chain he better quit lackin'
But we not gon' post it and put it on captions
I ain't tryna fuck and you know I ain't passin'
Gonna slide on a glove lil bitch I'm Michael Jackson
[Chorus: NCG MadMax]
Boy you a-, boy you a hoe, my cousin a robber
Run up on me and get hit with the chopper
Bitch I been thuggin' since I was a toddler
Fresh outta jail on they neck like a collar
Young nigga cold, think it's the rollie
24 shots in my Glock call me Kobe
Boy you a baby remind me of Jodie
Get shot in your face if I find out you owe me
If I ever go broke imma stick up a store
Tie up your uncle bitch get on the floor
Don't reach for my chain imma get deathrow
Uppin' the Ruger imma knock off his fro
Go to the club and I pull out the racks
Your bitch in the 6 and I'm breakin' her back
I got like 50 rounds on the MAC
Stackin' my money it's taller than Shaq