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[Intro: Cash Kidd] Niggas out here tryna take credit for shit we did Let niggas get out there, feel me? Long as the job get done (Damn, Machu, why'd you have to do 'em like that?) [Chorus: Cash Kidd] Yeah, extra extra, read about it Yeah, I can't really vouch for these niggas like that, I know we about it Yeah, said she wanna fuck, wait a minute, hold up, let me think about it Yeah, I ain't tryna cuff, bitch, your mouth the only thing gon' get a ring around it, yeah Yeah, jail call, told bro he got a dub waitin' and he geeked about it Yeah, I done felt so much pain, somеtimes, I want to sing about it Yeah, niggas play internеt games with the smoke, want to tweet about it Yeah, if it's ever up, nigga, it's forever stuck, we don't speak about it Just be about it [Verse 1: Cash Kidd] Yeah, still bein' cheap about it Yeah, actin' like I'm broke, I just tucked off two hundred fifty thousand Yeah, I ain't goin' back, I was down, they act like they ain't seen me drownin' Yeah, motherfuck a key, now this bitch push-to-start like a drinking fountain Please shut the fuck up, why you keep on talkin' to me and you see me countin'? Yeah, I don't never watch it, why the fuck I'm getting this hundred-inch TV mounted? Yeah, ran up a hundred off unemployment fraud, nigga, send the routing Yeah, record labels blowing up my phone, can't answer 'cause I'm in the mountains Shh, we ain't gon' speak about it [Chorus: Cash Kidd] Yeah, extra extra, read about it Yeah, I can't really vouch for these niggas like that, I know we about it Yeah, said she wanna fuck, wait a minute, hold up, let me think about it Yeah, I ain't tryna cuff, bitch, your mouth the only thing gon' get a ring around it, yeah Yeah, jail call, told bro he got a dub waitin' and he geeked about it Yeah, I done felt so much pain, sometimes, I want to sing about it Yeah, niggas play internet games with the smoke, want to tweet about it Yeah, if it's ever up, nigga, it's forever stuck, we don't speak about it Just be about it [Verse 2: Lil Bean] Too exclusive Brother call, got that shit on me, it ain't dookie Los from the 9 probably pouring something stupid Ever since they did that racist shit, it ain't Gucci We don't speak about it I ain't hard to find, niggas thinking that we tucked, nigga, we around Yeah, we around, yeah I'm the reason Bitch probably mad her baby daddy want to be me Probably more mad I only let the bitch eat me Shit, don't wanna hit it if it's easy I'm 'bout to start treatin' motherfuckers how they treat me It's only real love when they sayin' R.I.P. me The Louis pouch hold the FN like it's legal Nigga feelin' froggy, we might leave him where we meet him [Chorus: Cash Kidd] Yeah, extra extra, read about it Yeah, I can't really vouch for these niggas like that, I know we about it Yeah, said she wanna fuck, wait a minute, hold up, let me think about it Yeah, I ain't tryna cuff, bitch, your mouth the only thing gon' get a ring around it, yeah Yeah, jail call, told bro he got a dub waitin' and he geeked about it Yeah, I done felt so much pain, sometimes, I want to sing about it (Damn, Machu, why'd you have to do 'em like that?) Yeah, niggas play internet games with the smoke, want to tweet about it Yeah, if it's ever up, nigga, it's forever stuck, we don't speak about it