Yo, oi, you're calling man early, you better have an explanation for this
Mikey, this motherf*cker finessed me, the money he gave me was fake
Huh?
We did video, he said "alright," hopped in a rose gold Maybach then drove off
He's in a trapstar soccer jersey, he had me meet him in Shepherd's Bush, that's where I am right now
Oh f*ck, i don't know what I'ma do
Sounds like a you problem
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
Cash rules everythin' around me, I'm about the green, like today's St. Patrick's
Bro got the pack in the mail, he's trackin', gassed as soon as it lands in Gatwick
Beef goes hand in hand with the rap ting, so we get bands and spend it on—
She don't wanna f*ck me on the first date, then get out of here 'cause I need me a ratchet
I'm on a roll, I just hit two hoes, that's one more goal and I got me a hat trick
Take man's sweet one, robbin' Baskin, posted up like where are the gyaldem?
Blacked out Canada Goose, all matchin', who's outside? That's me and the mandem
F*ck the award ceremony speech, I done it myself, so who am I thankin'?
Step in the club, let me see wagwan, I'm tryna go yard with somebody's daughter
These American girls keep laughin' any time I say, "Bottle of water"
She don't wanna pay for her BBL herself, she's lookin' for someone to sponsor
Put the Lambo' truck in Corsa, of course I remember the Vauxhall Astra
Break her back like chiropractor, slapped it, makin' her eyes roll back
Her waist so thin and her thighs all fat, take pics in the gym, but she lipo that
Don't call me and talk 'bout crime, I'm prang, I keep on thinkin' my iPhone's tapped
I'm grateful that I get by off rap, but I'm not gonna lie, I don't mind the trap
Cash rules everythin' around me, I'm about the green, like today's St. Patrick's
Bro got the pack in the mail, he's trackin', gassed as soon as it lands in Gatwick
Beef goes hand in hand with the rap ting, so we get bands and spend it on—
She don't wanna f*ck me on the first date, then get out of here 'cause I need me a ratchet
I'm on a roll, I just hit two hoes, that's one more goal and I got me a hat trick
Take man's sweet one Robbins-Baskin, posted up like where are the gyaldem?
Blacked out Canada Goose, all matchin', who's outside? That's me and the mandem
F*ck the award ceremony speech, I done it myself, so who am I thankin'?
Bim-bim, bim this bim I'm bimmin'
Whine of the window, he's catchin' a shillin'
Beam-beam named beam, this jewellery gleamin'
Cover your eyes, don't lose your vision
I love money and pretty women
She can take dick from the way she sittin' (Uh-huh)
Am I gonna line this Kylie bird? It depends on the way they ship it
All year round I land in Paris
True say the mandem stand on business
Got a band, run in Barcelona
All she do is chat and f*ck for fitness
We keep in winter, Canada Goose holdin' a six shot
London boys in Moncler Mayas
LV pouch got Kovi, sick cunts
Cash rules everythin' around us, about the green, like today's St. Patrick's
Bro got the pack in the mail, he's trackin', gassed as soon as it lands in Gatwick
Beef goes hand in hand with the rap ting, so we get bands and spend it on—
She don't wanna f*ck me on the first date, then get out of here 'cause I need me a ratchet
I'm on a roll, I just hit two hoes, that's one more goal and I got me a hat trick
Take man's sweet one Robbins-Baskin, posted up like where are the gyaldem?
Blacked out Canada Goose, all matchin', who's outside? That's me and the mandem
F*ck the award ceremony speech, I done it myself, so who am I thankin'?
Ahh, you know, I'm not really a newcomer though
But I'ma accept it nevertheless
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Yo, oi, you're calling man early, you better have an explanation for this
Mikey, this motherf*cker finessed me, the money he gave me was fake
Huh?
We did video, he said "alright," hopped in a rose gold Maybach then drove off
He's in a trapstar soccer jersey, he had me meet him in Shepherd's Bush, that's where I am right now
Oh f*ck, i don't know what I'ma do
Sounds like a you problem
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
Cash rules everythin' around me, I'm about the green, like today's St. Patrick's
Bro got the pack in the mail, he's trackin', gassed as soon as it lands in Gatwick
Beef goes hand in hand with the rap ting, so we get bands and spend it on—
She don't wanna f*ck me on the first date, then get out of here 'cause I need me a ratchet
I'm on a roll, I just hit two hoes, that's one more goal and I got me a hat trick
Take man's sweet one, robbin' Baskin, posted up like where are the gyaldem?
Blacked out Canada Goose, all matchin', who's outside? That's me and the mandem
F*ck the award ceremony speech, I done it myself, so who am I thankin'?
Step in the club, let me see wagwan, I'm tryna go yard with somebody's daughter
These American girls keep laughin' any time I say, "Bottle of water"
She don't wanna pay for her BBL herself, she's lookin' for someone to sponsor
Put the Lambo' truck in Corsa, of course I remember the Vauxhall Astra
Break her back like chiropractor, slapped it, makin' her eyes roll back
Her waist so thin and her thighs all fat, take pics in the gym, but she lipo that
Don't call me and talk 'bout crime, I'm prang, I keep on thinkin' my iPhone's tapped
I'm grateful that I get by off rap, but I'm not gonna lie, I don't mind the trap
Cash rules everythin' around me, I'm about the green, like today's St. Patrick's
Bro got the pack in the mail, he's trackin', gassed as soon as it lands in Gatwick
Beef goes hand in hand with the rap ting, so we get bands and spend it on—
She don't wanna f*ck me on the first date, then get out of here 'cause I need me a ratchet
I'm on a roll, I just hit two hoes, that's one more goal and I got me a hat trick
Take man's sweet one Robbins-Baskin, posted up like where are the gyaldem?
Blacked out Canada Goose, all matchin', who's outside? That's me and the mandem
F*ck the award ceremony speech, I done it myself, so who am I thankin'?
Bim-bim, bim this bim I'm bimmin'
Whine of the window, he's catchin' a shillin'
Beam-beam named beam, this jewellery gleamin'
Cover your eyes, don't lose your vision
I love money and pretty women
She can take dick from the way she sittin' (Uh-huh)
Am I gonna line this Kylie bird? It depends on the way they ship it
All year round I land in Paris
True say the mandem stand on business
Got a band, run in Barcelona
All she do is chat and f*ck for fitness
We keep in winter, Canada Goose holdin' a six shot
London boys in Moncler Mayas
LV pouch got Kovi, sick cunts
Cash rules everythin' around us, about the green, like today's St. Patrick's
Bro got the pack in the mail, he's trackin', gassed as soon as it lands in Gatwick
Beef goes hand in hand with the rap ting, so we get bands and spend it on—
She don't wanna f*ck me on the first date, then get out of here 'cause I need me a ratchet
I'm on a roll, I just hit two hoes, that's one more goal and I got me a hat trick
Take man's sweet one Robbins-Baskin, posted up like where are the gyaldem?
Blacked out Canada Goose, all matchin', who's outside? That's me and the mandem
F*ck the award ceremony speech, I done it myself, so who am I thankin'?
Ahh, you know, I'm not really a newcomer though
But I'ma accept it nevertheless
Mikey, this motherf*cker finessed me, the money he gave me was fake
Huh?
We did video, he said "alright," hopped in a rose gold Maybach then drove off
He's in a trapstar soccer jersey, he had me meet him in Shepherd's Bush, that's where I am right now
Oh f*ck, i don't know what I'ma do
Sounds like a you problem
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
Cash rules everythin' around me, I'm about the green, like today's St. Patrick's
Bro got the pack in the mail, he's trackin', gassed as soon as it lands in Gatwick
Beef goes hand in hand with the rap ting, so we get bands and spend it on—
She don't wanna f*ck me on the first date, then get out of here 'cause I need me a ratchet
I'm on a roll, I just hit two hoes, that's one more goal and I got me a hat trick
Take man's sweet one, robbin' Baskin, posted up like where are the gyaldem?
Blacked out Canada Goose, all matchin', who's outside? That's me and the mandem
F*ck the award ceremony speech, I done it myself, so who am I thankin'?
Step in the club, let me see wagwan, I'm tryna go yard with somebody's daughter
These American girls keep laughin' any time I say, "Bottle of water"
She don't wanna pay for her BBL herself, she's lookin' for someone to sponsor
Put the Lambo' truck in Corsa, of course I remember the Vauxhall Astra
Break her back like chiropractor, slapped it, makin' her eyes roll back
Her waist so thin and her thighs all fat, take pics in the gym, but she lipo that
Don't call me and talk 'bout crime, I'm prang, I keep on thinkin' my iPhone's tapped
I'm grateful that I get by off rap, but I'm not gonna lie, I don't mind the trap
Cash rules everythin' around me, I'm about the green, like today's St. Patrick's
Bro got the pack in the mail, he's trackin', gassed as soon as it lands in Gatwick
Beef goes hand in hand with the rap ting, so we get bands and spend it on—
She don't wanna f*ck me on the first date, then get out of here 'cause I need me a ratchet
I'm on a roll, I just hit two hoes, that's one more goal and I got me a hat trick
Take man's sweet one Robbins-Baskin, posted up like where are the gyaldem?
Blacked out Canada Goose, all matchin', who's outside? That's me and the mandem
F*ck the award ceremony speech, I done it myself, so who am I thankin'?
Bim-bim, bim this bim I'm bimmin'
Whine of the window, he's catchin' a shillin'
Beam-beam named beam, this jewellery gleamin'
Cover your eyes, don't lose your vision
I love money and pretty women
She can take dick from the way she sittin' (Uh-huh)
Am I gonna line this Kylie bird? It depends on the way they ship it
All year round I land in Paris
True say the mandem stand on business
Got a band, run in Barcelona
All she do is chat and f*ck for fitness
We keep in winter, Canada Goose holdin' a six shot
London boys in Moncler Mayas
LV pouch got Kovi, sick cunts
Cash rules everythin' around us, about the green, like today's St. Patrick's
Bro got the pack in the mail, he's trackin', gassed as soon as it lands in Gatwick
Beef goes hand in hand with the rap ting, so we get bands and spend it on—
She don't wanna f*ck me on the first date, then get out of here 'cause I need me a ratchet
I'm on a roll, I just hit two hoes, that's one more goal and I got me a hat trick
Take man's sweet one Robbins-Baskin, posted up like where are the gyaldem?
Blacked out Canada Goose, all matchin', who's outside? That's me and the mandem
F*ck the award ceremony speech, I done it myself, so who am I thankin'?
Ahh, you know, I'm not really a newcomer though
But I'ma accept it nevertheless
