hiway basskids song 3

[Intro]
Mmmm
Mmmm
Imma fuck my bitch like mmmm
Imma fuck my bitch like mmmm

[Chorus]
Cash rule everything around me
Cream, get the money
Dollars gotta build ho
Nah, for real ho
Need a real ho
Yea, a field ho
Go and kill ho

[Verse 1]
Swinging my dough in this bitch face just like a poptart
Meet a new bitch like every day, don't keep a roster
Swinging my dreads in this bitch face just like some rockstar
She was on me inside the club, she slurp like pasta
Yea pop pills like a popstar
Hangin out the [?] with the drop
Do the whole thing on a cop car
I get rich and just pour a pint of this wok
Fuck it, I go to school, make teachers suck it
I ball on a [?] for buckets
I got a [?]
No I can't fuck on that ho if she chunky
[?]
I'm just looking like where the bad bitches at, cause I'm coming
I was just saying like [?] do not take her back oh [?]
I was just geeking but I'm not [?] cause they might gun ya
I was just walking with a really big load just keep it a hunna
I was just running shit, I'm a target, I know, I do not give one fuck
Gettin more money than these niggas and these hoes, I'm really a youngster
All of these bitches in the city give throat, but I do not fuck her
I was telling you the truth bitch
Yea, I get Nike checks from just doing it (I just do it)
We not talking COD but we be shooting shit (we shoot shit)
Make this shit look easy, we ruthless
So icy like Gucci
I don't cop no Louis
Put this ho in Chanaynay
No cap bitch I'm a bool kid
I'm a shooting star and I aim high when I do it
Count Fast the lifestyle, HiWeezy the movie
Count cash and blessings and fuck her in a jacuzzi

[Chorus]
Cash rule everything around me
Cream, get the money
Dollars gotta build ho
Nah, for real ho
Need a real ho
Yea, a field ho
Go and kill ho

[Verse 2]
I rock shit you've never seen before on a whore
I don't do Dior, I rock J'adore, I was bored
Cash jus touched down, I do my cele' when I score
I know I'm so extra but I don't care, cause I want more
I just ball on Mars, you don't know what you're in for
I was rocking jewellery I didn't get out the store
I just had a bustdown I lost to a whore
I had put seven thousand on the hairs of my arm
Karma, it's so real, I can feel it when it's far
I can tell you how I feel, but I keep it in my heart
All my shoes add two inches to my outfit
I took bitch to Count Fast Island, hundred thousand
I done popped out with this bitch, no he's not lying
She lay down in the bed but we weren't lying
I can't tell you what we did cause it was private
Just know she put saliva on my privates
Don't know when I'm dying, say my presence lively
You gotta spread that shit with everybody
My life online, you watching, I feel like iCarly
You can be my Karlae, I will be your Slimey

[Chorus]
Cash rules everything around me
Cream get the money
Dollars gotta build

[Post-Chorus]
Free all my gunners
Free all my brothers
I gotta go up top cause I won't go under

[Outro]
Turn to a boss to some bass shit
And I'm still up bossing
In this bitch with basskids
How much did it cost? Yea
And we got a lot of shells