Yolo Cruzz - Money On The Dash (feat. trucarr) Lyrics

I've been going for a while, no I'm back now
You can check my resume on my background
I've been getting hella money with the cash cows
Take a trip to Neiman's, then I cash out I like a ratchet bitch, with a bad mouth
Who like taking dick, but she don't lash out I hit it from the back, and blow it back out

She asking for some money, I throw a stack out
Cause this shit really means nothing to me Ice my watch and my wrist, it's something you'll see
And how you niggas moving bows, and my niggas moving keys
And every car I drive, the M's AMG

And I don't really like whoever don't like me
Put on the pool shitey, just to do a nigga shitey
223's make a nigga dance like he hyphy
She got good caramel skin, I might just make her wifey

And you can't smoke with me if you smoking on the blunt
I got good gas, that's cookies, and that's runs
Major league ball, home runs, and no buns
And we getting to this money, real talks, no front

Money on the dash, foot up on the gas
Nuggets on the shoes, it's smiles on the tag
Hit your favorite jeweler, then I blow a bag
F*ck that little bitch, now you can have a bag

Money on the dash, foot up on the gas
Nuggets on the shoes, it's smiles on the tag
Hit your favorite jeweler, then I blow a bag
F*ck that little bitch, now you can have a bag

There's levels to this shit, the f*ck you at
Know that damn well I ain't the type of nigga to put up with that cap
Cut it off, like I'm not the one that put you on that map
Seen them struggling, nigga, put you in that trap

I can put you on the plate, money talk, I'm on my niggas, catch a fade
Don't be popping all that shit, the f*ck you think
Bitch, I'm headed to the bank
Big breeds, f*ck a bag, that's a caseload

Hit a nigga in his taco, now his face gold
My young nigga be going ape, he got vape on
Tight nigga to pop my shit because my paper long
Bustin' juice, but I ain't talking about no state loans

All those stink hoes, I got bankrolls
Money on the dash, put up on the gas
Notice on the shoes, it's smiles on the tag
Hit your favorite jeweler, then I blow a bag

F*ck that little bitch, now you can have a bag
F*ck that little bitch, now you can have a bag