Quick Cash (feat. Peso Vogi) Video (MV)

Aye
Gang gang
Bang Aye
Look
I'm quick to the cash nigga
Put a hit on your ass nigga
Hundred fifty i might crash nigga
F*ck around do the dash nigga
Be on the block imma spazz nigga
Blowing through it like flash nigga
You f*cking around with them last niggas
Now thats your ass nigga
I still be on the block with the gang
He was shooting at me where his aim
Roll up a jay im higher than a plane
F*cked up im trying cope with all the pain
Hop right on stage and bitches scream my name
Taking him down he flexing johnny dang
Bang
Mama look at mr your son aint the same
Killed some niggas shit the game
I told you that I got a vision
And Im on the block and I'm just trying to get these digits
These niggas be bitches they acting like they bitches
They be tweeting on niggas when we get to hitting
And we pulling up nigga we don't do the dissing
Red beams on his head he pray that it miss him
And i told you lil niggas they really be fifty
They dont want all the smoke man these niggas be bitches
Aye
And it twelve hundred
I really post on the block and we get money
You niggas really be bitches yall dont want it
We just be serving this shit got the bitch lunching
Monday through sunday im serving a damn dummy
Hit her from the front and now she scream she cumming
And she scream she cumming
And now she scream she cumming
I'm quick to the cash nigga
Put a hit on your ass nigga
Hundred fifty i might crash nigga
F*ck around do the dash nigga
Be on the block imma spazz nigga
Blowing through it like flash nigga
You f*cking around with them last niggas
Now thats your ass nigga
I still be on the block with the gang
He was shooting at me where his aim
Roll up a jay im higher than a plane
F*cked up im trying cope with all the pain
Hop right on stage and bitches scream my name
Taking him down he flexing johnny dang
Bang
Mama look at mr your son aint the same
Killed some niggas shit the game
I got his bitch on my line
She call my phone all the time
Glocks on me f*ck a nine
Purping on me bullets flying
Talking and wasting my time
I do not got all that time
Take all your money its mine
Bitch ass niggas dropping dimes
Forty on me lemon squeeze
Bless your bitch up when i sneeze
Smoking on trees
Flipping your whip when i breeze
Hundreds put her on her knees
Bitch nigga please
Please do not f*ck with my bleeds
Cause we aint shooting at knees
Lil skoobiii sheesh
No mercy lil nigga freeze
Lil skoobiii sheesh
Hop out the whip looking sweet
Bag a nigga f*ck his sister
White bitch she a hooker
This shit getting real you know i gotta keep a steal and chop the beef up like a butcher
I aint going broke
F*ck you thing this shit a joke
Nice benz in the yard tryin to be on a boat
I aint listen to you f*ck a quote
Be on the block imma trap when i go to the store
I got his wife she a hoe to me
Bro whip the dope in the kitchen that's chemistry
Play with them irons so lil boy get away from me
Flowers and dirt see the bitches be digging me
Whip out the dog and these niggas they run and flee
Gotta watch all my surroundings they hunting me
Only trust me cause them niggas dont care for me
Four something for this meal come get a thirty piece
I'm quick to the cash nigga
Put a hit on your ass nigga
Hundred fifty i might crash nigga
F*ck around do the dash nigga
Be on the block imma spazz nigga
Blowing through it like flash nigga
You f*cking around with them last niggas
Now thats your ass nigga
I still be on the block with the gang
He was shooting at me where his aim
Roll up a jay im higher than a plane
F*cked up im trying cope with all the pain
Hop right on stage and bitches scream my name
Taking him down he flexing johnny dang
Bang
Mama look at mr your son aint the same
Killed some niggas shit the game