Cash Out lyrics

[Chorus]
My life on a bad route
My mind on a cash out
Wishing I could pull a bag out
Show shorty I got cash now
Money coming quick like fast now
I'mma be the one to flash down
Throw cash with my flag down
Make a n*gga wanna bow down
My life on a bad route
My mind on the cash out
Wishing I could pull a bag out
Show shorty I got cash now
Money coming quick like fast now
I’mma be the one to flash down
Throw cash with my flag down
Make a n*gga wanna bow down

[Verse 1]
I been droppin' but im chasing a cheque
Run up on me you get hit with the Tec
Hood n*ggas and they feel like the flex
pus*y n*ggas they be all bout the text
Pull up on em' they be shook out they dreads
Shootin’ at them now they stuck on they meds
Blowin' blunts so i'm sick in my head
Snake fake n*ggas skin always shed
[Pre-Chorus]
I be moving to the bag , Fifteen and I'm moving alone
sh*t really be sad , stack the bread I'mma have my own throne
Shoot a n*gga in his back , pull up on em and we flexin we home
Hit a n*gga now he mad, shawty mad sayin' leave me alone

I be moving to the bag , Fifteen and I'm moving alone
sh*t really be sad , stack the bread I'mma have my own throne
Shoot a n*gga in his back , pull up on em and we flexin we home
Hit a n*gga now he mad, shawty mad sayin’ leave me alone

[Chorus]
My life on a bad route
My mind on a cash out
Wishing I could pull a bag out
Show shorty I got cash now
Money coming quick like fast now
I’mma be the one to flash down
Throw cash with my flag down
Make a n*gga wanna bow down
My life on a bad route
My mind on a cash out
Wishing I could pull a bag out
Show shorty I got cash now
Money coming quick like fast now
I'mma be the one to flash down
Throw cash with my flag down
Make a n*gga wanna bow down
[Verse 2]
I been thinking but I’m hurting my head
sh*t is sad when you run from the feds
Stupid n*gga shouldn't have run from the lead
Since a youngin' I was told I was that
Stupid dummies , put me in switch the lead
Growing up , n*ggas thought I was rat
Stupid n*gga , stop thinking you at
Pull up on me , you get hit like a jet
I been running so I think I'm in pass
Talking spicy , pull it out and you fled
Why you talking when you know it’s just flex
I been droppin' n*ggas think that im flexin'
Hitting sh*t, like I'm takin' ya best
I got siblings and they need to fed
n*ggas cry lot of tears they be shed
Boomin' out with the grip on the back

[Pre-Chorus]
I be moving to the bag , Fifteen and I'm moving alone
sh*t really be sad , stack the bread I'mma have my own throne
Shoot a n*gga in his back , pull up on em and we flexin we home
Hit a n*gga now he mad, shawty mad sayin' leave me alone


[Chorus]
My life on a bad route
My mind on a cash out
Wishing I could pull a bag out
Show shorty I got cash now
Money coming quick like fast now
I'mma be the one to flash down
Throw cash with my flag down
Make a n*gga wanna bow down
My life on a bad route
My mind on the cash out
Wishing I could pull a bag out
Show shorty I got cash now
Money coming quick like fast now
I'mma be the one to flash down
Throw cash with my flag down
Make a n*gga wanna bow down (bow down, bow down)