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Chief Keef - Cashin Lyrics

Cashin Song Lyrics
Cashin by Chief Keef (Intr0)
Sosa on the beat, ayy
Know I'm rockin', man
Key cut in my pocket
All designer, get yo grind on, nigga
Bang a body all the time, nigga
Ayy, bang bang, Sosa baby, GBE, ayy ayy ayy ayyeeee
(Hook)
When it's ugly, I bring that gat wit
I up this muthaf**ka' ain't wit that sh*t
Ya be smokin' dumb tee, I smoke that cat p**s
I kill a track, kill a beat on black sh*t
Niggas acting funny, but I ain't laughing
I pull up, pull up, pull up, it's a tragic
Cuz I ain't buy her none, she think I ain't got sh*t
I walk up in the mall straight cashin
(Verse)
She said she luv me, whateva that is
Baby, ya ain't luv me cuz I'm cashing
I walk up in the mall, and I bash it
No, baby, I don't look at tags and
I hop up in my Rari, now I'm riding
Doing eighty past a cop, straight laughing
Riding in that oh, that b**ch nasty
I'm a NASCAR driver, it's a passion
I up this f**king uzi and blast it
Keep on laughin', ya gon' get yo' ass hit
I swear I be on that new lick, f**k last year
Red dot up on the toolie it be the mac-10
(Hook)
When it's ugly, I bring that gat wit
I up this muthaf**ka' ain't wit that sh*t
Ya be smokin' dumb tee, I smoke that cat p**s
I kill a track, kill a beat on black sh*t
Niggas acting funny, but I ain't laughing
I pull up, pull up, pull up, it's a tragic
Cuz I ain't buy her none, she think I ain't got sh*t
I walk up in the mall straight cashin
(Verse 2)
I walk up in the bank straight laughing
I walk out the bank wit bags like cashing
Hop up in my Rari, I pass yo t.h.o.t.
I seen her walking, told her hop in the Rari (T.H.O.T.TY)
Baby I'm a pimp, straight Cadillac sh*t
I get money straight out the ashes
Life's a box of chocolate, not Nesquik
I'm quick to shoot, pussy get yo ass hit
Baby girl, I'm smooth, something like satin
Come thru, wipe a nigga block down straight waxing
Bought a house wit a pool, and I got in
I don't need no security, I got it
(Hook)
When it's ugly, I bring that gat wit
I up this muthaf**ka' ain't wit that sh*t
Ya be smokin' dumb tee, I smoke that cat p**s
I kill a track, kill a beat on black sh*t
Niggas acting funny, but I ain't laughing
I pull up, pull up, pull up, it's a tragic
Cuz I ain't buy her none, she think I ain't got sh*t
I walk up in the mall straight cashin