"Cash Only" lyrics

Blac Chyna & Trippie Redd Lyrics

"Cash Only"

[Trippie Redd:]
Yeah
Yeah

[Blac Chyna:]
Ain't no sense in lying, I don't call nobody mine (Nobody mine)
And I ain't checking for nobody either, I promise I'm fine (Promise I'm fine)
I'd rather chase money to spend 'cause I can't see myself spending time
I don't need one on my side 'cause I can't be worried 'bout you when I'm busy tryna get mine (Tryna get mine)
I ain't tryna be in my feelings and sittin' upset, no, I'd rather be in my bag
I only see what's ahead of me, never look back 'cause I can't do nothin' 'bout the past

My income is way too important, can't put you before it, I'll never do that
I'm on a road to the riches, it's time to go fast, doing everything on my dash, oh yeah

I could care less 'bout who mad, I'm too concerned with this cash, yeah, yeah
I could care less 'bout who mad, all I care 'bout is this cash, yeah, yeah
I couldn't care less who mad, all I care 'bout is this cash, yeah, yeah
I could care less 'bout who mad, I'm too concerned with this cash

[Trippie Redd:]
Don't give a fuck 'bout who mad (Mad), we pull up and spend us a bag, yeah, yeah (Spend us a bag)
Money determine my mood, we don't gotta deal, we on traps, yeah, yeah (We on traps)
Put the Glock in the Goyard, next to the Perky and smash, yeah (Smash)
I feel like a superstar, I'm just went bought me some mags, yeah (Bought me some mags)
We from the Park, like 106, half a million on the Cullinan (Cullinan)
She wanna fuck, I'm jumpin' in, came in her face, she said, "Come again" (Come again)
Bitch, better not play when that money in, triple Bs on them blocks and the playpen
I'ma smoke on that ox like a vape pen, all this money comin', it might never end

[Blac Chyna:]
I could care less 'bout who mad, I'm too concerned with this cash, yeah, yeah
I could care less 'bout who mad, all I care 'bout is this cash, yeah, yeah
I couldn't care less who mad, all I care 'bout is this cash, yeah, yeah
I could care less 'bout who mad, I'm too concerned with this cash, uh

I'm down to go through it, I get me to it, no doubt about it, no question
I went and got it and went through it, been through it
Now I just get to it easy, no pressure
They say I been working, I said, "Bitch, you guessed it,"
Acting like I deserve this, I'm flexin'
Hot girl for real, I can't pull up on you in no Lexus
I like them brand new Mercedes, uh
I can't let nobody play me, I need a new check on the daily, uh
I used to be looking for love, but now I fell crazy in love with this paper

My income is way too important, can't put you before it, I'll never do that
I'm on a road to the riches, it's time to go fast, doing everything on my dash, oh yeah

I could care less 'bout who mad, I'm too concerned with this cash, yeah, yeah
I couldn't care less 'bout who mad, all I care 'bout is this cash, yeah, yeah
I could care less who mad, all I care 'bout is this cash, yeah, yeah
I couldn't care less 'bout who mad, I'm too concerned with this cash


Writer(s): Angela White, Trippie Redd, Derek Diaz, Christopher Trujillo, Alan Decker
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