hiway basskids song 3

Cash rules everything around me

C.R.E.A.M get the money

Dolla dolla bill hoe

Nah forreal hoe

Need a real hoe

Yea a field hoe

Go and kill hoe

Swinging my door in this bitch face just like a rockstar

Meet a new bitch like everyday, don't keep a roster

Swinging my dreads in this bitch face just like some Rasta

And she told me inside the club she slurp like pasta

Yea pop pill like a pop star

Hangin out the top of the drop

Do the whole thing on a cop car

I get rich and just poor out a pint of this wock

Fuck it

I go to school make teacher suck it

I ball on the beat give them buckets

I got a bucket of this made her chug it

No I can't fuck on that hoe if she chunky

Yea she was eatin that Joe she was lunchin

I was just looking like "Where the bad bitches at"

Cause I'm coming

I was just saying like please do not take her back how i done her

I was just geekin' but i'm not loafin bro

Cause they might gun ya

I was just walking with a really big load

To keep it a hunna

I was just running shit I'm a target

I know, I do not give one fuck

Getting more money than these niggas and these hoes

I'm really a youngsta

All of these bitches in the city give throat

And I do not fuck them

I was telling you the truth bitch

I get Nike checks from just doing it

We not talking convo when we shoot the shit

Make this shit look Eazy-E we ruthless

So icy like Gucci

I do cop no Louie

Put this hoe in Cha Nay Nay

No cap bitch i'm a bool kid

I'm a shooting star, and I aim high when I do it

Count fast the lifestyle, hiweezy the movie

Count cash and blessings, fuck her in jacuzzi

Cash rules everything around me

C.R.E.A.M get the money

Dolla dolla bill hoe

Nah forreal hoe