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cashier fresh - really don't care lyrics
yang beatz
[verse 1]
yeah, [?], n-gg- gotta keep his sh-t on tight
drivin’ a whip like 3 in the morning
n-body out, not stoppin’ at lights
when i f-cked her, she was moanin’
now she wanna act like she my wife
n-gg- tryna play all my styles
now she wanna act like she my type
i take a b-tch from a b-tch, now she wanna like ain’t dyk-
send that purse, ask for a pic
n-gg- wanna act like he wasn’t hype
me and my girl been goin’ through sh-t
go out in public like we wasn’t fightin’
one of my n-gg-s just lost they stripes
you save a b-tch, boy you is a knight
[chorus]
runnin’ through packs like [?]
bro pull up, she very scared
we nothin’ alike, don’t know why they compare us
alexander [?] perry
this ain’t retail but it’s rare
i might put blonde in my hair
i’m getting money, i really don’t care!
(yeah!)
[verse 2]
i seen a few, i might hold a check
i’m holdin’ onto who i got left
you wanna see me fall, don’t hold your breath
i seen it all and i ain’t done yet
don’t take kindly to disrespect
started out violent, now we up next
start smokin’ heavy, but now it’s depressed
doin’ way more and i’m showin’ you less
she want the d-ck, she be blowin’ up texts
she ain’t my b-tch so that go her upset
[?]
rockin’ givenchy so drippy i’m wet
this lifestyle [?] but never forget
they said i won’t be sh-t, i bet they regret
f-ck all that freak sh-t, i need me a check
how you gone sleep with a foot on your neck?
[verse 1]
yeah, [?], n-gg- gotta keep his sh-t on tight
drivin’ a whip like 3 in the morning
n-body out, not stoppin’ at lights
when i f-cked her, she was moanin’
now she wanna act like she my wife
n-gg- tryna play all my styles
now she wanna act like she my type
i take a b-tch from a b-tch, now she wanna like ain’t dyk-
send that purse, ask for a pic
n-gg- wanna act like he wasn’t hype
me and my girl been goin’ through sh-t
go out in public like we wasn’t fightin’
one of my n-gg-s just lost they stripes
you save a b-tch, boy you is a knight
[chorus]
runnin’ through packs like [?]
bro pull up, she very scared
we nothin’ alike, don’t know why they compare us
alexander [?] perry
this ain’t retail but it’s rare
i might put blonde in my hair
i’m getting money, i really don’t care!
(yeah!)
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