Cash Talk lyrics

Bad b*tch and I hit her from the back
Sacks  fifth all my n*ggas poppin tags
Moonwalk  on a b*tch like Mike Jack
f*ck with me, I got the semi automat



She wanna love on a n*gga like me
I  just checked, there’s no n*gga like me
Run  up a check, I’m like Nike
Pass me the ball and I shoot the 3



Getting  cash, hella fast that's my thing
In Toronto with a baddie, that’s my ting
I put the crown on my head, I’m a king
Balling like I’m Jordan, I got 6 rings



Cash  talk, cash talk, cash talk, cash talk
Cash talk, cash talk, cash talk, cash talk
Don't f*ck with these n*ggas or these hoes
My b*tch bad she look like Amber Rose


Cash talk, cash talk, cash talk, cash talk
Cash talk, cash talk, cash talk, cash talk
Don’t talk to me unless it’s bout that cash
Don’t talk to me unless you got that bag



I don’t f*ck with these n*ggas
I don’t f*ck with these hoes
I’m bumping a line in the rose
She f*cking and getting exposed
They notice when I come around
Because I got Gucci on all of my clothes
I f*ck up a check with my bros
My b*tch bad Amber Rose
Too many b*tches inside of my DM I don’t got the time to reply
I’m chasing the money my n*gga I run that sh*t up till I die
I walk in the booth
They call 911 cause all of my sh*t is on fire
I took your main b*tch
She wanted to leave you
You left that pus*y on dry
I drop the top in the wraith
My sh*t be going insane
Bad b*tch I don’t know her name
She f*cking with me for the fame
She f*cking with me for the clout
I’m hungry, I’m eating her out
J Mac I’m the talk of the town
Real n*gga I’m holding it down


Cash talk, cash talk, cash talk, cash talk
Cash talk, cash talk, cash talk, cash talk
Don't f*ck with these n*ggas or these hoes
My b*tch bad she look like Amber Rose


Cash talk, cash talk, cash talk, cash talk
Cash talk, cash talk, cash talk, cash talk
Don’t talk to me unless it’s bout that cash
Don’t talk to me unless you got that bag