Gimmie Cash lyrics

[Intro]
Pick me up at LAX

[Chorus]
Pick me up at LAX, I just got off a flight
500 in my cup, it's barely Sprite
I'm from the bay, so much game I could pimp a dike
Beat the sh*t out a beat, call me Baby, aye
I need 1900 for me to stay, I got her sad
I need a runner like we was posted at the lab
Knock this b*tch, posted her up, click her @
You gon' hit her up just like a trick, gimmie cash

[Verse 1]
They love it when I come to LA
I'm that n*gga when I'm home in the bay
I got a bank account, shoe box, and a safe
And I'm the reason why your brother got shot in the face
You wanna see my whip dance, pull the e-brakе
I make this b*tch slide like shе skate
You ain't even gotta lie, you a cheapskate
Ask them how them n*ggas died, it was the weak way

[Verse 2]
We be trapping out of condos, treat 'em like apartments
Trynna make a play down the way like I'm Harden
Spot a n*gga, drop a n*gga, when I see my target
Funny n*gga wanna play around like he Martin
All my n*ggas comin' out the bay, yeah they break hoes
Build a b*tch straight up from nothing, yeah, we make hoes
Punk hoe, playing with the game, we don't take those
Wok hard mix it with the Sprite or the Faygo
Fell back, then I came back like I'm Rose
Now, all these b*tches love me, I suppose
42 bottles in the club when I pose
Let a n*gga play in this b*tch, we on go
I'm a loose screw, I want the beef and the broccoli
Death row sh*t, ain't a n*gga gon' stop me
Get me one pic, I just wanna f*ck Ashanti
You treat it like a job, I treat it like a hobby
[Chorus]
Pick me up at LAX, I just got off a flight
500 in my cup, it's barely Sprite
I'm from the bay, so much game I could pimp a dike
Beat the sh*t out a beat, call me baby
I need 1900 for me to stay, I got her sad
I need a runner like we was posted at the lab
Knock this b*tch, posted her up, click her @
You gon' hit her up just like a trick, gimme cash

[Verse 3]
Imma f*ck her from the back, got her back beat
New kicks on my feet spent yo last [?]
I'll finesse the plug for his last [?]
Got a New York b*tch with an accent
My b*tch be happy when I come and give her mad di*k
I like 'em thick, I ain't scared to f*ck a fat b*tch
Flag flamin' in this b*tch like the [?]
Boy you barely tapped in, just a tad bit
Imma swerve on that bird like you got yo nerve
Two b*tches, got 'em takin' turns
Touch smoke, get it hot, we gon' make it burn
Shut your mouth, straighten up, like a f*ckin' perm
Yes, it's really me, b*tch, catch your breath
A nuke in yo set if you f*ck with Nef
Gamin' with your life, that's a f*ckin' bet
Bet I lose no sleep, break no f*ckin' sweat