Lil Jay - Cash lyrics

[Hook x2] Everybody know #00 I got that bag Pockets stay filled with racks thats why my pants sag Fendi, Gucci, Prada hell yea I got that swag It's one thing I don't play about and thats my cash [Verse 1] Everybody know #00 yea I got that bag f**ing wit my bag then my shooters on yo a** I will never cuff a thot cause them b**hes straggs Middle fingers to you haters, all you n***as mad I be bout my cash, I gets lots of dough I be ridin' in that foreigns, I f** lots of hoes True Religion this, Fendi that, thats my clothes And you know my n***as they be strapped just like Girbauds Imma hitta were i'm from yeah I gots lots of rank If worst come to worst, I might rob a bank I go hard in the paint, I ain't talkin' Flocka Flame Yeah my name hold weight and thottianas give me brain [Hook] [Verse 2] n***a hold up, n***a roll up one more blunt cause i'm losin my patience I got shooters that a shoot ya with the Rugers just to make they self famous f** yal all you n***as can't stop me cause you lame a** n***as hatin' And my flow so f**in' hot, you would think I was possessed by satan My n***as do this sh**, yeah we bout that life If you owe a n***a money, then you better pay that price It's a SOS on yo head, and thats shoot on sight I got lil n***as that'll get you gone just to get some stripes My swag up b**h get that, that lame sh** ain't wit that Yo b**h? Yeah I hit that and split that like a kit kat All I know is get stacks and spend that and get back If a n***a holdin onto work then the goofy n***a gon' get jacked