G SMOKE - Saints Row (feat. Cash Jonny) Lyrics

Saint's Row, Saint's Row, Saint's Row
Saint's Row, Saint's Row, Saint's Row
Ballin' on a bitch
She say Cash Jonny, "How the f*ck you so rich?"
I be steppin' in some Ricks
I be lookin' like a lick
Nigga, I don't ever quit
Nah, it don't never stop
Pour a four, I'm sipping Wock
Cash got it in stock
Nigga, I'm about the guap
I'm bout big, big bags
Niggas goin' out sad
All my diamonds f*ckin' dance
Niggas hate, I know they mad
In the whip I do the dash
My f*ckin' name's Cash
Styrofoam ain't no glass
I'm rollin' down Bass
Bitch, you know I'm from the V
With my nigga G
In the land of palm trees
Bitches look like, "Who is he?'
Bitch, I'm a boss
Pockets Rick Ross
Pourin' purp, Randy Moss
I'ma teach ya how to floss
I'ma teach ya how to stunt
Pack full of Runtz
With some hoes, smokin' blunts
Cash causin' cold fronts
I'ma cause some damn snow
My wrist on glow
Me and my niggas ain't gon go
The choppa finna blow
Leanin' like I'm Fat Joe
Syrup got me slow
In the coupe, pourin' fos
Purp like Saint's Row
Saint's Row, Saint's Row, Saint's Row
Saint's Row, Saint's Row, Saint's Row
Niggas hate it cause I'm on
I'm smokin' on strong
I got more screens then a
Shelf full of bongs
I got cash, I feel great
My bitch rolled an 8th
She like my new song
Produced by 808
From the Rio Grande, getting all these bands
Your hoe in the coupe saying my car very fast
Smoking hella skunk so you know a nigga gassed
Pedal to the metal bitch I ain't neva in last
Ballin like the pros, Getting all this dough smoking by the O, My cup overflows
Your bitch she a hoe gave me sloppy joe
Cup with the Wock you know how it goes
I don't gotta speak, bitch the money talk
I'ma do my dance, do my the money walk
Bitch I'm high as f*ck, like Tony Hawk
Doing 150 in a Trackhawk
Bitch I'm sippin' purp, like some saints
Bitch I sippin' purple, like some grapes
I wanna get rich like bill gates
Whip got the Tex Tex plates