​cashdogsh*t lyrics

[Verse]
I just f*cked up Neiman's, out the back
In the jeep, SRT, not a scat
I'll slap a f*ck n*gga if he act outta class
I just poured a sixth of that red in my glass
On my way, yeah, sh*t [?]
Speeding in the audi, boy, I hope I don't crash
Off- off different drugs, yeah I'm f*cked up
Plug keep talking 'this and that' shut the f*ck up
Imma run up, I don't really give a f*ck
W- why this b*tch start [?], showing love?
Boy, I'll- boy I'll shoot a f*cking opp, see him in the club
B- bad ho twerking on my di*k, she onnat ho
n*gga, keep it pushing boy you know I'm not a scrub
Ain't going out like Whitney, got a Glock in the tub
I can't Juice WRLD, when I'm on the percs
Finna go to LA, kicking sh*t with vrt
IG hoes on my di*k, do they ass the worst
Yeah, I'm taxing sh*t, if you want a verse
Yeah- yeah, I'm sending hits, leave him in a hearse
I get this sh*t one take, boy you do it worse
You- you on discord, you don't get no racks n*gga
I- I be in the trap all day, that's facts n*gga
I can make a b*tch turn around and make it clap
I been on my sh*t since I hit em' with that tax
He smoking cookie, imma [?]
Price on the hat, imma take off the tag
That n*gga mad his ho coming over, eating di*k
Chasing racks, I get mad so I just throw a fit
E- every n*gga want a strap, finna hit a lick
Yeah Osama be on that sh*t
I- I got hella racks, yeah, I'm counting dog sh*t
When I pulled up, they was like "oh sh*t"
Told my- told my brother "pass the rock," you know I'm balling
Coach- coach put me in the game, shot calling
Me and- me and twin taking risks, know I'm all in
Racks- racks on my phone, why the f*ck they calling?
Money- money counter going, I got dough talking
Yo- your main ho gone, I got b*tches stalking