CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Cash Only
Yeah
Yeah
Ain't no sense in lying, I don't call nobody mine (Nobody mine)
And I ain't checking for nobody either, I promise I'm fine (Promise I'm fine)
I'd rather chase money to spend 'cause I can't see myself spending time
I don't need one on my side 'cause I can't be worried 'bout you when I'm busy tryna get mine (Tryna get mine)
I ain't tryna be in my feelings and sittin' upset, no, I'd rather be in my bag
I only see what's ahead of me, never look back 'cause I can't do nothin' 'bout the past
My income is way too important, can't put you before it, I'll never do that
I'm on a road to the riches, it's time to go fast, doing everything on my dash, oh yeah
I could care less 'bout who mad, I'm too concerned with this cash, yeah, yeah
I could care less 'bout who mad, all I care 'bout is this cash, yeah, yeah
I couldn't care less who mad, all I care 'bout is this cash, yeah, yeah
I could care less 'bout who mad, I'm too concerned with this cash
Don't give a f**k 'bout who mad (Mad), we pull up and spend us a bag, yeah, yeah (Spend us a bag)
Money determine my mood, we don't gotta deal, we on traps, yeah, yeah (We on traps)
Put the Glock in the Goyard, next to the Perky and smash, yeah (Smash)
I feel like a superstar, I'm just went bought me some mags, yeah (Bought me some mags)
We from the Park, like 106, half a million on the Cullinan (Cullinan)
She wanna f**k, I'm jumpin' in, came in her face, she said, "Come again" (Come again)
b*t*h, better not play when that money in, triple Bs on them blocks and the playpen
I'ma smoke on that ox like a vape pen, all this money comin', it might never end
Yeah
Ain't no sense in lying, I don't call nobody mine (Nobody mine)
And I ain't checking for nobody either, I promise I'm fine (Promise I'm fine)
I'd rather chase money to spend 'cause I can't see myself spending time
I don't need one on my side 'cause I can't be worried 'bout you when I'm busy tryna get mine (Tryna get mine)
I ain't tryna be in my feelings and sittin' upset, no, I'd rather be in my bag
I only see what's ahead of me, never look back 'cause I can't do nothin' 'bout the past
My income is way too important, can't put you before it, I'll never do that
I'm on a road to the riches, it's time to go fast, doing everything on my dash, oh yeah
I could care less 'bout who mad, I'm too concerned with this cash, yeah, yeah
I could care less 'bout who mad, all I care 'bout is this cash, yeah, yeah
I couldn't care less who mad, all I care 'bout is this cash, yeah, yeah
I could care less 'bout who mad, I'm too concerned with this cash
Don't give a f**k 'bout who mad (Mad), we pull up and spend us a bag, yeah, yeah (Spend us a bag)
Money determine my mood, we don't gotta deal, we on traps, yeah, yeah (We on traps)
Put the Glock in the Goyard, next to the Perky and smash, yeah (Smash)
I feel like a superstar, I'm just went bought me some mags, yeah (Bought me some mags)
We from the Park, like 106, half a million on the Cullinan (Cullinan)
She wanna f**k, I'm jumpin' in, came in her face, she said, "Come again" (Come again)
b*t*h, better not play when that money in, triple Bs on them blocks and the playpen
I'ma smoke on that ox like a vape pen, all this money comin', it might never end
