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Cash On Arrival Video (MV)




Performed By: $limman
Language: English
Length: 1:51
Written by: Jeramie Martin




$limman - Cash On Arrival Lyrics
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Just leave it to me, I know how hard it could be
I know something's out of your reach
Just leave it to me, you ain't see what I seen
I was raised in them streets
Take a bitch on the beach but I don't like sand on my feet
Just leave it to me, I got you like I'm meeting up with Benjamin Franklin
Cash, on arrival, diamonds on my neck, drippin' like a tidal, wave
I swear, I thought I was drownin' keep that blick, but I'm not with the drama
To reach a B, I only need three commas
To reach my peak, I spark the za up
To lite that bitch, I had to dip it in lava
I can't trust nobody, niggas starting to look like impostors
I told my niggas to leave it to me
This shit right in my reach
Like how hard could it be
If you watch, you gon' see
You ain't see what I seen
I was raised in them streets
Need my pockets swole like the rock
F*ck them M's, want a B
Just leave it to me, I know how hard it can be
I know something's out of your reach
Just leave it to me, you ain't see what I seen
I was raised in them streets
Take a bitch on the beach but I don't like sand on my feet
Just leave it to me, I know how hard it can be
I know something's out of your reach
Just leave it to me, you ain't see what I seen
I was raised in them streets
Take a bitch on the beach but I don't like sand on my feet
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Just leave it to me, I know how hard it could be
I know something's out of your reach
Just leave it to me, you ain't see what I seen
I was raised in them streets
Take a bitch on the beach but I don't like sand on my feet
Just leave it to me, I got you like I'm meeting up with Benjamin Franklin
Cash, on arrival, diamonds on my neck, drippin' like a tidal, wave
I swear, I thought I was drownin' keep that blick, but I'm not with the drama
To reach a B, I only need three commas
To reach my peak, I spark the za up
To lite that bitch, I had to dip it in lava
I can't trust nobody, niggas starting to look like impostors
I told my niggas to leave it to me
This shit right in my reach
Like how hard could it be
If you watch, you gon' see
You ain't see what I seen
I was raised in them streets
Need my pockets swole like the rock
F*ck them M's, want a B
Just leave it to me, I know how hard it can be
I know something's out of your reach
Just leave it to me, you ain't see what I seen
I was raised in them streets
Take a bitch on the beach but I don't like sand on my feet
Just leave it to me, I know how hard it can be
I know something's out of your reach
Just leave it to me, you ain't see what I seen
I was raised in them streets
Take a bitch on the beach but I don't like sand on my feet
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Writer: Jeramie Martin
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