Our Cash Different

Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
[?]
Bock, bock
[?]

[Chorus 1]
Gotta hop out with that glizzy, no surprises keep it with me
Look to long he jus’ gon’ feel it, get to blastin’ like I’m Krillin
I got 50s, I got titties, set of bad bitches
I’m gon’ leave that mag empty
You and me, our cash different
You a broke nigga, niggas die broke
.45 make him do a [?]
Spin a niggas block in a Tahoe
No snapchat, niggas gotta go
Catch me in the plane, niggas still walking
We spinned they block niggas still talkin’
And that dead nigga, I’ll still cross him
I’m a star shooter and I’m still bossin’

[Verse 1]
Put a pussy nigga on a Benz
I’mma smoke a nigga, I’d better not flinch
I’m on the [?], the block, the trench
Tellin’ on me, nigga act like a bitch
No point to the internet, we can just meet up and shoot it out
I got the Dracs, the Rugers, out (pussy)
I pop some niggas you knew about, and I still got the drop I’mma stoop em out
Niggas be rattin’
Nigga we blastin’
Dump on his ass, some ashes (haha)
Pistol whip him, right in his glasses
I be upping my shit that’s a habit
I heard he just jumped off the curb
Get fly, shoot at an eagle, a bird (bird)
We still some uh-uh, no sir
6 feet, nigga, you don’t want to go there
I’m on the block you don’t want to go there, turn yo’ car to spaghetti
Stealthy AR, my niggas be steppin’
Spin at your partner and get at you second
Chop a nigga up, go get the [?]
$5 pizza, on [?]
We finna kill niggas, thats catchy
I’m a gangsta nigga, that’s how you [?]
Got to hop out with that

[Chorus2]
Gotta hop out with that glizzy, no surprises keep it with me
Look to long he jus’ gon’ feel it, get to blastin’ like I’m Krillin
I got 50s, I got titties, set of bad bitches
I’m gon’ leave that mag empty
You and me, our cash different
You a broke nigga, niggas die broke
.45 make him do a [?]
Spin a niggas block in a Tahoe
No snapchat, niggas gotta go
Catch me in the plane, niggas still walking
We spinned they block niggas still talkin’
And that dead nigga, I’ll still cross him
I’m a star shooter and I’m still bossin’
(Gotta hop out with that glizzy, no surprises keep it with me
Look to long he jus’ gon’ feel it, get to blastin’ like I’m Krillin
I got 50s, I got titties, set of bad bitches
I’m gon’ leave that mag empty
You and me, our cash different)