She made this t-shirt that says, I heart Aaron
Huh, Huh yea we heart Aaron
On God
Nigga be cuttin up
Pass me that water
Turn me up
Yup, yup
Huh
I gotta get it
I gotta make some happen, gotta make some shake
And I been in the stu damn near all day
And I stay with the pape hell yeah always
And I kick down shit like I'm Liu Kang
Then turn up a ho that don't know my name
She was just at the show, in the front row
Yea, she tryna snatch my chain
Damn
I see what come with the fame
In my mind tryna separate real from the fake
Bad bitch from the hood with a whole lotta cake
And I'm speeding through traffic like this shit a race
Got my foot on the gas, I don't know how to brake
And they saying I'm great, I'm just saying okay
Woun no room in the tunnel, I made me a way
And that boy got a job, but he trapping today
(huh, huh)
You was my nigga, like damn man, what happened?
Just jump on the beat with no finger I'm snapping
Yo ho at my crib cause she jockin the fashion
I been peeping they movements, ain't need me no glasses
Throw me a play guarantee imma catch it
Check just hit hell yeah imma kash it
(kash it, kash it, kash it, kash it)
You not my twizzy, my brudda, my bro
Man these niggas be dick riding, gay on the low
And them boys going out bad fasho
Got hit with a scope, gave his love to a ho
Like lil' mama stop talking, give it a rest
I'm tryna play in that throat
Niggas speaking on shit that they don't even know
Thought he was ace and got played like a joke
I gotta get it
I gotta make some happen, gotta make some shake
And I been in the stu damn near all day
And I stay with the pape hell yeah always
And I kick down shit like I'm Liu Kang
Then turn up a ho that don't know my name
She was just at the show, in the front row
Yea, she tryna snatch my chain
Damn
I see what come with the fame
In my mind tryna separate real from the fake
Bad bitch from the hood with a whole lotta cake
And I'm speeding through traffic like this shit a race
Got my foot on the gas, I don't know how to brake
And they saying I'm great, I'm just saying okay
Woun no room in the tunnel, I made me a way
And that boy got a job, but he trapping today
Bitch I'm from the south where they be with the shit
Where they pick up a stick, before they pick up a fist
Where they hate on the grind, I just took me a risk
Made em shut the f*ck up, I woun calling it quits
I'm somewhere where the hate don't exist
I'm on the road where the niggas get rich
I'm on the road where the niggas get rich
Odyssi - Kash It Lyrics
Odyssi - Kash It Lyrics
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She made this t-shirt that says, I heart Aaron
Huh, Huh yea we heart Aaron
On God
Nigga be cuttin up
Pass me that water
Turn me up
Yup, yup
Huh
I gotta get it
I gotta make some happen, gotta make some shake
And I been in the stu damn near all day
And I stay with the pape hell yeah always
And I kick down shit like I'm Liu Kang
Then turn up a ho that don't know my name
She was just at the show, in the front row
Yea, she tryna snatch my chain
Damn
I see what come with the fame
In my mind tryna separate real from the fake
Bad bitch from the hood with a whole lotta cake
And I'm speeding through traffic like this shit a race
Got my foot on the gas, I don't know how to brake
And they saying I'm great, I'm just saying okay
Woun no room in the tunnel, I made me a way
And that boy got a job, but he trapping today
(huh, huh)
You was my nigga, like damn man, what happened?
Just jump on the beat with no finger I'm snapping
Yo ho at my crib cause she jockin the fashion
I been peeping they movements, ain't need me no glasses
Throw me a play guarantee imma catch it
Check just hit hell yeah imma kash it
(kash it, kash it, kash it, kash it)
You not my twizzy, my brudda, my bro
Man these niggas be dick riding, gay on the low
And them boys going out bad fasho
Got hit with a scope, gave his love to a ho
Like lil' mama stop talking, give it a rest
I'm tryna play in that throat
Niggas speaking on shit that they don't even know
Thought he was ace and got played like a joke
I gotta get it
I gotta make some happen, gotta make some shake
And I been in the stu damn near all day
And I stay with the pape hell yeah always
And I kick down shit like I'm Liu Kang
Then turn up a ho that don't know my name
She was just at the show, in the front row
Yea, she tryna snatch my chain
Damn
I see what come with the fame
In my mind tryna separate real from the fake
Bad bitch from the hood with a whole lotta cake
And I'm speeding through traffic like this shit a race
Got my foot on the gas, I don't know how to brake
And they saying I'm great, I'm just saying okay
Woun no room in the tunnel, I made me a way
And that boy got a job, but he trapping today
Bitch I'm from the south where they be with the shit
Where they pick up a stick, before they pick up a fist
Where they hate on the grind, I just took me a risk
Made em shut the f*ck up, I woun calling it quits
I'm somewhere where the hate don't exist
I'm on the road where the niggas get rich
I'm on the road where the niggas get rich
Huh, Huh yea we heart Aaron
On God
Nigga be cuttin up
Pass me that water
Turn me up
Yup, yup
Huh
I gotta get it
I gotta make some happen, gotta make some shake
And I been in the stu damn near all day
And I stay with the pape hell yeah always
And I kick down shit like I'm Liu Kang
Then turn up a ho that don't know my name
She was just at the show, in the front row
Yea, she tryna snatch my chain
Damn
I see what come with the fame
In my mind tryna separate real from the fake
Bad bitch from the hood with a whole lotta cake
And I'm speeding through traffic like this shit a race
Got my foot on the gas, I don't know how to brake
And they saying I'm great, I'm just saying okay
Woun no room in the tunnel, I made me a way
And that boy got a job, but he trapping today
(huh, huh)
You was my nigga, like damn man, what happened?
Just jump on the beat with no finger I'm snapping
Yo ho at my crib cause she jockin the fashion
I been peeping they movements, ain't need me no glasses
Throw me a play guarantee imma catch it
Check just hit hell yeah imma kash it
(kash it, kash it, kash it, kash it)
You not my twizzy, my brudda, my bro
Man these niggas be dick riding, gay on the low
And them boys going out bad fasho
Got hit with a scope, gave his love to a ho
Like lil' mama stop talking, give it a rest
I'm tryna play in that throat
Niggas speaking on shit that they don't even know
Thought he was ace and got played like a joke
I gotta get it
I gotta make some happen, gotta make some shake
And I been in the stu damn near all day
And I stay with the pape hell yeah always
And I kick down shit like I'm Liu Kang
Then turn up a ho that don't know my name
She was just at the show, in the front row
Yea, she tryna snatch my chain
Damn
I see what come with the fame
In my mind tryna separate real from the fake
Bad bitch from the hood with a whole lotta cake
And I'm speeding through traffic like this shit a race
Got my foot on the gas, I don't know how to brake
And they saying I'm great, I'm just saying okay
Woun no room in the tunnel, I made me a way
And that boy got a job, but he trapping today
Bitch I'm from the south where they be with the shit
Where they pick up a stick, before they pick up a fist
Where they hate on the grind, I just took me a risk
Made em shut the f*ck up, I woun calling it quits
I'm somewhere where the hate don't exist
I'm on the road where the niggas get rich
I'm on the road where the niggas get rich
Writer: odyssi odyssi
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid