[Produced by TimiJayOnDTrack}
[Intro; Grizzy Grae]
Ay
Stylz
Grizzygrae nigga
Ay, yea
Okay
Okay
Yuh
Cashed Up
Cashed Up
Okay okay
[Chorus; Grizzy Grae]
Lemme take you back tho
Back to when the cash slow
Back to when we stacked hoes
We ain't got no bands tho
Lemme take you back tho
Back to when the racks low
Back to when the gang know
We was really damn broke
Now we really flexed up
Lamborghini, Benz truck
All my bitches exed up
Now we feeling gassed up
Now we really flexed up
All my niggas next up
Yea i got the fire, yea I'm lit
Yea I'm cashed up!
[Verse 1; Stylz]
Yea we gassed up
Dammit this shit is mastered
Don't let me and the homie take the motherfucking mask off
Just a little while we was scraping through the grass in the back holy shit now we veterans
Ask em
We up and raising
We elevating
We know
Meditating
Medicating
All the shit i do condone
But you know
Me and my nigga don't fuck with no hoe
But you know
All that pussy we been on that shit befo' tho
So lil nigga
Don't you go lil nigga
Mehn the world is in my grasp
But you know lil nigga
Fuck the clout and the fame
The control lil nigga
The respect and the money and the hoes lil nigga
Is worth dying fo' lil nigga (lil nigga!)
So bitter
In the game that's a goal lil nigga
Fucking with Jcole lil nigga
As it is right now, me and my young homie mehn we turn up like
Yeah
All that fake fake shit identified
Yeah
Be like mayday how i start a riot
Yeah
In this money shit it's do or die
Yeah
Be a little sly bitch and go and hide
Ain't got time for that shit ugh (No i don't)
Read the sign if you can't ride suck a dick yeah (Suck that what?)
Shit is fire like that time i fucked your bitch yeah (Fucked your who?)
Honestly my own shit makes me sick (shit woah woah)
[Chorus; Grizzy Grae]
Lemme take you back tho
Back to when the cash slow
Back to when we stacked hoes
We ain't got no bands tho
Lemme take you back tho
Back to when the racks low
Back to when the gang know
We was really damn broke
Now we really flexed up
Lamborghini, Benz truck
All my bitches exed up
Now we feeling gassed up
Now we really flexed up
All my niggas next up
Yea i got the fire, yea I'm lit
Yea I'm cashed up!
[Verse 2; Grizzy Grae]
Bitch yea I'm cashed up
Yea we really gassed up
Can't stop
Hype as fuck
Yea we really maxed up
Steady stacking racks up
Player come pick your mans up
Nigga go get your bands up
'fore we come with the mac uh
I was born in the ghetto
Said I'm savage, guess so
I got power, vetto
Fuck limits i jet. Woah
Act like bitch i vet. Woah
Fucked the day i met. Woah
I don't Ball i net. Woah
I don't chase i get. Bitch
She called me her bestie uh
Now she want my jelly uh
Suck me till I'm empty uh
Her mouth pump no jetski. Uh
Stop that bitch you nasty. Uh
I'm the rap game Messi. Uh
Fuckboy please don't test me. Uh
Beat your ass no mercy
That's the gang code
That's the bro code
Yea we bout to blow
Yea that's overload
You know how it go
I'm a money hoe
You like horoscope
Is that so i'm the G.O.A.T
G.O.A.T
Feel I
Float
Through the
Moat
Bitch I'm tired as fuck
Goddamn
Eh eh eh eh yeah
You a savage I'm a beast don't @ me
You a savage I'm a beast don't @ me
You is doodoo I'm the shit no cap please
You is doodoo I'm the shit no cap please!
[Chorus; Grizzy Grae]
Lemme take you back tho
Back to when the cash slow
Back to when we stacked hoes
We ain't got no bands tho
Lemme take you back tho
Back to when the racks low
Back to when the gang know
We was really damn broke
Now we really flexed up
Lamborghini, Benz truck
All my bitches exed up
Now we feeling gassed up
Now we really flexed up
All my niggas next up
Yea i got the fire, yea I'm lit
Yea I'm cashed up!
[Verse 3; Stylz]
You ain't never seen a nigga who ain't a villain
These bitches these women grant me access to their forbidden
Fruit in the forbidden garden where all pleasures be hidden
And weather you want it or not my nigga it's a given
Bruh when the bitch gets to 18 i be in it like Krillin
I'm undefeated, villainous, sinister bitch i mean it
Committing treason I'm wiping all of my competition
They insufficient I must have fucked up the sharks and fishes
Oh shit
The inefficience
Focusing on appearance
Like Poseidon when I come all the water be rushing with me
I mastered this shit menh I'm talking rapping and women
I'm the greatest far greater than the greatest when greats supremed it
Aaand now I'm earning
Money filling up swimming
Pools matter time i be filling the whole fucking pacifics
Oh really
I'm serious
Now I'm earning a living
Picture a broke black kid who started rapping and because of that the nigga feeling
He greatness personified
He on a ride
No difference between him and you and I
Mehn I'm
Stuck in a corner and it's fucking with my mind
Improvised
Now I'm here all my haters in the lies and shit
I'm on that Baison shit
I be like Aizon
The world is in my grasp
Nobody can stop my rising
I finna bring my guys
They ma put you into size
Fucking with the wrong team got a bullet in your eyes
Yeah!
Cashed Up was written by Grizzy Grae & Stylz.
Cashed Up was produced by Timi jay (OnD Track).