"Cash Only" lyrics
Blac Chyna & Trippie Redd Lyrics
[Blac Chyna:]
Ain't no sense in lying, I don't call nobody mine
And I ain't checking for nobody either, I 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
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 couldn't 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 couldn't 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
[Trippie Redd:]
Don't give a fuck 'bout who mad, we pull up and spend us a bag, yeah, yeah
Money determine my mood, we don't gotta deal, we on traps, yeah, yeah
Put the Glock in the Goyard, next to the Perky and smash, yeah
I feel like a superstar, I'm just went bought me some mags, yeah
We from the park, like 1-0-6, half a million on the Cullinan
She wanna fuck, I'm jumpin' in, came in the face, she said "Some again"
Bitch better not play when that money in, triple Bs on them blocks and the play pen
I'ma smoke on that ox like a vape pen, all this money comin', it might never end
[Blac Chyna:]
I couldn't 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 couldn't 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, 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 and been through and 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 couldn't 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 couldn't 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
Ain't no sense in lying, I don't call nobody mine
And I ain't checking for nobody either, I 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
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 couldn't 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 couldn't 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
[Trippie Redd:]
Don't give a fuck 'bout who mad, we pull up and spend us a bag, yeah, yeah
Money determine my mood, we don't gotta deal, we on traps, yeah, yeah
Put the Glock in the Goyard, next to the Perky and smash, yeah
I feel like a superstar, I'm just went bought me some mags, yeah
We from the park, like 1-0-6, half a million on the Cullinan
She wanna fuck, I'm jumpin' in, came in the face, she said "Some again"
Bitch better not play when that money in, triple Bs on them blocks and the play pen
I'ma smoke on that ox like a vape pen, all this money comin', it might never end
[Blac Chyna:]
I couldn't 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 couldn't 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, 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 and been through and 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 couldn't 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 couldn't 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
