Tm4 - Cash Talk (feat. Gulliano & Chill'gutta) Lyrics

I'm really in my bag nigga
Is you niggas in y'all bag nigga
Get Ya Money Up
Boss Gang Baby
Aye
I be in my bag, I be in my bag
I be gettin cash on the track
Get it out her ass
I be in my bag, I be in my bag
Probably in the trap
Bussin packs only speaking facts
I be in my bag, I be in my bag
I be gettin cash on the track
Get it out her ass
I be in my bag, I be in my bag
Probably in the trap
Bussin packs out a Fendi bag
I be in my bag, I be in my bag
I be gettin cash on the track
Get it out her ass
I be in my bag, I be in my bag
Probably in the trap
Bussin packs only speaking facts
Aiight, Talk About It
Bitch we ridin' out
Early mornin 4 choppas at yo momma house
A couple goons in the bushes, yea they hidin' out
Choppa sounds gone have to show a bitch what I'm about
Good head in the morning, my mamacita
Its Wick Western, I put molly in a limearita
Really in my bag, fingers finna have a seizure
The way I'm thumbing thru these checks
I think I caught amnesia
Cocaina off the media, we really got it
Ask my lil hoe Christina, Bitch we got it poppin'
Really got it out the dirt with no other options
I got my garden growin' & bitch we talkin' Hydroponics
In my bag on they ass with a wick flow
Don't think the money comes first then she a silly hoe
Its critical, its temping tho to get physical
I might save myself a case if i dismissed the hoe
I be in my bag, I be in my bag
I be gettin cash on the track
Get it out her ass
I be in my bag, I be in my bag
Probably in the trap
Bussin packs only speaking facts
I been Grinding Hard, 2 weeks no sex bitch
I just want the checks bitch, don't even want the next bitch
& a gang banging nigga always wanna set trip
Gone make me pull up to yo hood, Park boy & Reck shxt nigga
Its the young boss lieutenant
I can't converse with you unless it money up in it
I aint got to get it man ill send yo honey to get it
Real boss nigga laced up with the playerest pimpin'
In this game to expose shit cause these niggas fakin'
Acting like you really getting doe but aint really caking'
Acting like you really pimpin hoes but aint really Breakin'
Real niggas see thru all you niggas thats perpetrating
I be with some cold crip niggas aint got no patients
& some turnt up blood niggas always be flaming'
Boss gang real street niggas rude boys Jamaicans
We been gettin money back when Freddy squabbled with Jason nigga
I be in my bag, I be in my bag
I be gettin cash on the track
Get it out her ass
I be in my bag, I be in my bag
Probably in the trap
Bussin packs only speaking facts
Get in yo bag young nigga, you gotta chase it
Stay consistent on yo grind & never fake it
Cause these niggas out here praying on yo down fall
They don't wanna see you ball, They just wanna see you fall
So you splurge ona Benz call it The Jefferson's
Now we movin on up unlike we've ever been
These niggas never want beef, so why you meddling
Ain't never swim with us sharks, so why you peddle then
These niggas irrelevant, Woah
Stay bout yo doe, ain't got time for no hoe
These bitchkes gone pay when they see us fasho
If you get crack you just say you don't know
& first phone call you just call on big bro
Stay in yo own lane, F*ck what they talkn
Stay solo when you pressing the pave & chickenhawkin'
Stay in yo own lane, F*ck what they talkn
Stay solo when you pressing the pave & chickenhawkin' Nigga
I be in my bag, I be in my bag
I be gettin cash on the track
Get it out her ass
I be in my bag, I be in my bag
Probably in the trap
Bussin packs only speaking facts
I be in my bag, I be in my bag
I be gettin cash on the track
Get it out her ass
I be in my bag, I be in my bag
Probably in the trap
Bussin packs out a Fendi bag
I be in my bag, I be in my bag
I be gettin cash on the track
Get it out her ass
I be in my bag, I be in my bag
Probably in the trap
Bussin packs only speaking facts