Get Some Cash (feat. Lina Simons)

Go get some cash shake that ass now
Go get some cash shake that ass now
All I talk about is you talkies Gucci, yo
Talking rich while eating your sushi no, right
Get some cash shake that ass now
Go get some cash shake that ass now
All I talk about is you talkies Gucci, yo
Talking rich while eating your sushi, yo
You all can't even afford what you fuckin wearing, yo
Lowkey broke but boy ain't complaining, yo
Can't afford Balmain boy I never lied
Askin' you how much, boy suddenly nigga got tongue-tied, yeah
All nigga mad he be calling me in bad words
Cuz I can take his bitch
He knows that my effort is two thirds
Look at me while I'm smiling in your face
Spitting while I'm in the phase
All you got it to do is praise
While you hope yo homie stays, yo
Talkin trash bout people you don't like
Proudly shouting ACAB, nigga now you gotta hide
Stealing your girl money but you on your grind
Cause you got it all but we don't share the same mind
Putting myself in front of the mirror
I'm just a black point I told my inner
Gucci, Prada, Balmain, I know their names
Never had a chance but not this is my case
I'm chocolate mix with some vanilla
Little bit more black now show me your villa
Afro white ghetto that is what am into
Any culture man I can bring it to you right
Go get some cash shake that ass now
Get some cash shake that ass now
All I talk is you about Gucci, yo
Talking rich while eating your sushi, yo
Right
Go get some cash shake that ass now
Get some cash shake that ass now
All I talk about is you talk Gucci, yo
Talking rich while eating your sushi, yo
But let me tell you boy that you have to work
Ain't gonna bring you no silver fork
You want to be a trapper rapper
I hold we got you, boy
But even to record you have to raise your legs you know boy
Don't let me be Mister Obvious boy
English is not my first language
And you're the one in disadvantage
You wanna say you though cuz you coming from the street
Listen to me bro, you need to take several seats, yo
Ain't nobody telling me what I have to do
I got a brain, stay in yo like with your lame ass crew
Not tryna be that bitch,
Cuz that bitch wanna be me
I said what I said
That's facts, here are the receipts
Putting myself in front of the mirror
I'm just a black point I told my inner
Gucci, Prada, Balmain, I know their names
Never had a chance but now this is my case
I'm chocolate mix with some vanilla
A little bit more black now show me your villa
Afro white ghetto that is what am into,
Any cultured man I can bring it to you
Right