PnB Rock - All For The Cash lyrics

[Hook: PnB Rock] I'm getting all of this cash, I put it all in a bag Smoking on all of this gas, might just pull up in a Jag Dripping with all of this swag, these b**hes be calling me dad I'm popping all of these tags, that's why these n***as is mad Yeah these n***as is mad Yeah, that's why these n***as is mad All these n***as is mad Yeah these n***as, they mad That's why these n***as, they mad [Verse 1: Don Q] I'm coming straight out the sewer I made me some mula so now I'm the chosen one Straight to the j**eler, they see the face on the Mueller Just wait 'til the Rolex come I was driving a hoopty, a stolen one My pa**enger strapped with a loaded gun You getting too close, where I know you from? All these d** got me going numb Bagging green like a lawnmower Had a few grams, had to start lower Got a car show in my garage door Valentino sneakers cost Chicago b**h get me shows overseas for me b**h roll up this weed for me She make sure I never leave horny Cause every time she put that thing on me We pull up, they poppin' the vents Hop out the Benz, and I got that thing on me She see the chain and the rings on me You thought it was crack, [?] kings only They talking but I do not hear 'em yet n***as hatin', guess they still upset They leaving comments and they sending threats I got hitters with me when I'm the jects [Hook: PnB Rock] I'm getting all of this cash, I put it all in a bag Smoking on all of this gas, might just pull up in a Jag Dripping with all of this swag, these b**hes be calling me dad I'm popping all of these tags, that's why these n***as is mad Yeah these n***as is mad Yeah, that's why these n***as is mad All these n***as is mad Yeah these n***as, they mad That's why these n***as, they mad [Verse 2: PnB Rock] Racks on me Bet I got the stacks on me You can smell this gas on me Cause b**h I got that sack on me I been ballin' for a while, I get money by the pound b**hes ain't want me before, all them hoes they want me now Girl you should've stuck around, now you wanna f** around You want me because I'm up, where was you when I was down? I used to be broke but I'm rich Yeah I done come up with my n***as It's dope in the water, no swishers I use the same clothes, all my pictures It's five in the morning, I'm working I'm k**ing these n***as on purpose I walk in the mall and I'm splurging I'm wavy young n***a, I'm surfing [Hook: PnB Rock] I'm getting all of this cash, I put it all in a bag Smoking on all of this gas, might just pull up in a Jag Dripping with all of this swag, these b**hes be calling me dad I'm popping all of these tags, that's why these n***as is mad Yeah these n***as is mad Yeah, that's why these n***as is mad All these n***as is mad Yeah these n***as, they mad That's why these n***as, they mad