"Cash Cow" lyrics
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Shiro, if you need Shiro, you gotta understand we need shit
Yeah, yeah
Bitch, it get active from east to south, bitch, it get active from east to south
Pull up, get active, go back to the mount, know that lil' Prada a cash cow
Huh, bitch, just look at me now, run up them racks, I know that you proud
Look at my scram, ass fat like the sun, look at the titties that sit on my gun
You gotta know these bitches love mon', you gotta know these bitches love drugs
It ain't enough mo'fuckin' funds, it ain't enough, it's never enough
Took the boy blick, then went back to the bluff, I love slimin' for stuff
730, yeah, oh yeah, 730 wit' 30 round Glock
Flathead, yeah, oh yeah, grab the flathead then I get in your car
You gotta know who you mo'fuckin' are, these niggas pull up and aim at your heart
These niggas really just want pull your card, no, you cannot just believe what you see
You gotta know who you mo'fuckin' be, say lil' twin, just get out on feet
Yo, twin, just take me a pic', I'm not no rat, but bitch I got cheese
Hell yeah, I'm at the Shell, pull 'round the back, I sell you QP
You gotta know we takin' shit down, young Prada5 hop out the backseat
Expensive habits, two hundred a tee, I'm Prada5, I be what you be
My bitch bad, overly tea, she get the bag then bring it to me
You gotta watch, these hoes just be lyin', I peep the cap, I peep everything
730, I'm goin' insane, 730, I'm slidin' wit' saint
Yo, what poppin'? What's on your brain?
Fine shit cool but she fuck with lames
Bitch, it get active from east to south, bitch, it get active from east to south
Pull up, get active, go back to the mount, know that lil' Prada a cash cow
Huh, bitch, just look at me now, run up them racks, I know that you proud
Look at my scram, ass fat like the sun, look at the titties that sit on my gun
You gotta know these bitches love mon', you gotta know these bitches love drugs
It ain't enough mo'fuckin' funds, it ain't enough, it's never enough
Took the boy blick, then went back to the bluff, I love slimin' for stuff
730, yeah, oh yeah, 730 wit' 30 round Glock
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo
Shiro, if you need Shiro, you gotta understand we need shit
Yeah, yeah
Bitch, it get active from east to south, bitch, it get active from east to south
Pull up, get active, go back to the mount, know that lil' Prada a cash cow
Huh, bitch, just look at me now, run up them racks, I know that you proud
Look at my scram, ass fat like the sun, look at the titties that sit on my gun
You gotta know these bitches love mon', you gotta know these bitches love drugs
It ain't enough mo'fuckin' funds, it ain't enough, it's never enough
Took the boy blick, then went back to the bluff, I love slimin' for stuff
730, yeah, oh yeah, 730 wit' 30 round Glock
Flathead, yeah, oh yeah, grab the flathead then I get in your car
You gotta know who you mo'fuckin' are, these niggas pull up and aim at your heart
These niggas really just want pull your card, no, you cannot just believe what you see
You gotta know who you mo'fuckin' be, say lil' twin, just get out on feet
Yo, twin, just take me a pic', I'm not no rat, but bitch I got cheese
Hell yeah, I'm at the Shell, pull 'round the back, I sell you QP
You gotta know we takin' shit down, young Prada5 hop out the backseat
Expensive habits, two hundred a tee, I'm Prada5, I be what you be
My bitch bad, overly tea, she get the bag then bring it to me
You gotta watch, these hoes just be lyin', I peep the cap, I peep everything
730, I'm goin' insane, 730, I'm slidin' wit' saint
Yo, what poppin'? What's on your brain?
Fine shit cool but she fuck with lames
Bitch, it get active from east to south, bitch, it get active from east to south
Pull up, get active, go back to the mount, know that lil' Prada a cash cow
Huh, bitch, just look at me now, run up them racks, I know that you proud
Look at my scram, ass fat like the sun, look at the titties that sit on my gun
You gotta know these bitches love mon', you gotta know these bitches love drugs
It ain't enough mo'fuckin' funds, it ain't enough, it's never enough
Took the boy blick, then went back to the bluff, I love slimin' for stuff
730, yeah, oh yeah, 730 wit' 30 round Glock
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo
Writer(s): Pradabagshawty, Jordan Walker
