Straight Cash lyrics

Young Roddy
And give me what you owe me n**** straight cash

Young Roddy (Verse 1)

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, Monte Carlos, Range Rovers, Porches, tryna make some money hoping ain't nobody notice, bought a burner for the winter man I hope it keeps me cozy, clip like a n**** whip fully loaded, seen a n**** get rocked, headshot for talking sporty, damn, rule 1, mind your business shorty, the world is yours, word to Tony, what you know flighting all night until the morning, f*ck splurging, I'd rather by work with this money, it's like a hurricane when she tell me that she c*mming, got the bed all flooded, and I ain't even fronting, name another n**** who can do it like I done it, smelling like a pile of money, mixed with a half an onion, they straight 'illin they can't f*ck with my clearly, it's route the ruler, sincerely n****, life

Young Roddy (Chorus)

And give me what you owe me n**** straight cash
It's full speed with no breakpads n****

Fortes (Verse 2)
11/12/89 was the birthdate, Yonkers New York was the birth place, 25 years later I re-up on my birthweight, smoking out in San Fran I swear I felt an earthquake, I can make 11 from a pound, if I break it all down, just by sitting in my home, when money calls I'm picking up the phone, if you talking bullsh*t then I'm switching up my tone, 200 custies but only 2 friends, hustling 'tryna get the new Benz, I want the Cherry Red Beamer that Mitch had, Snoop had me smoking Zig-Zags, I'm just laughing and getting stoned, if you're too lazy then pack a cone, you know it's Jet Life, you know it's block life, you better get right, if you not right