Freestyle

[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