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​syntixo - cash & clout كلمات الأغنية

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[intro]
uh, uh, oh oh (oh, oh)
oh, oh, oh_oh_oh_oh
yeah (let’s go, let’s go)

[chorus]
blowin’ that gas, n_gga (uh_huh, b_tch), b_tch, i’m a cash getter (uh_huh, lil’ b_tch)
i’m with countin’ figures (let’s get it, b_tch), whatchu’ about, n_gga? (let’s get it, stupid b_tch)
you just a clout getter, uh (uh, lil’ b_tch)
rockin’ my ricks, i rip it, uh (woah, that what?)
hop on my d_ck, b_tch, ribbit, uh (woah, that d_ck)
d_ck in that p_ssy, no divot, uh (oh woah, d_ck)
i’ma be real with you (be real, i’ma be real, uh)
b_tch, i don’t want to deal with you (uh_uh, b_tch, i don’t wanna deal, uh)
so, i’m gon’ .30 clip you (oh yeah, grahh, i’m gon’ .30 uh)
after that, f_ck your sister (skrt_skrrt, i’ma f_ck your sister haha)

[verse 1]
t_minus playing, nasa e minor (lift off, t_minus)
that means i’m blasting off on all these f_ckin’ old timers (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, yeah)
so many drugs, don’t remember sh_t no more, got alzheimer’s (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, percocet, percocet)
but i always remember my bank account go up, pluses, no minus (what, uh, brr_brr_brr, bih)
percocet s_x, break her back like a laws (uh, percocet)
birkin bag my b_tch, she badder than y’all (uh_oh, let’s get it)
louis rag, my b_tch, simon raf, my b_tch (oh oh oh, yeah)
foreign swag, my b_tch is better than y’all (uh uh uh, woo)
she love when i hit her from the back and sh_t (uh_huh, she does)
when i walk out the house with my strap and sh_t (uh_huh, grahh)
got the gun on my lap, her in my lap
benjamin in my lap, and they all fit (let’s go let’s—, let’s go)
take percocets to the max, they run me like track (uh)
you could say i’m off it (uh, let’s try it)
they want me to sell my soul (bah bah bah)
i won’t take no offers (nah b_tch)
n_gga, i’m your father (uh_huh, i am)
maury said i’m father (uh, huh, i am)
chanel shades give me magic fashion, harry potter (yeah, yeah, yeah, got that drip)
haha
i’m stylish (yo), without a stylist (uh, let’s go)
b_tch, i be fly without tryin’, uh (uh_huh, uh_huh)
huh, fashion autopilot, uh (uh_huh)
shh, that’s a silence on my gun (shh), .45 on me, with another one (uh_huh, uh_huh, uh_huh, uh_huh, uh_huh)
used to have a ruger, baked potato barrel (brah brah brah, i did), like who left the oven on? (yeah, i shot that n_gga)
used to rob n_ggas, feelin’ like jack sparrow (yeah, arrr), i was gettin’ my pirate on (used to rob mob n_ggas, uh_huh)
b_tch, you gon’ miss me (you will, for real) when i’m gone (b_tch, lil’ b_tch)
her boyfriend like mcdonald’s ice cream machine, never on (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, that’s funny)
[chorus]
blowin’ that gas, n_gga (uh, that gas), b_tch, i’m a cash getter (cash, b_tch i’m a cash—)
i’m with countin’ figures (grrt, i’ma count), whatchu’ about, n_gga? (bout, whatchu’ about?)
you just a clout getter (lil b_tch, you just a clout—)
rockin’ my ricks, i rip it, uh (lil b_tch, ride my round)
hop on my d_ck, b_tch, ribbit, uh (lil b_tch, ride my round)
d_ck in that p_ssy, no divot, uh (lil b_tch, ride me round)
i’ma be real with you (i’ma be real, uh)
b_tch, i don’t want to deal with you (b_tch i don’t wanna deal, uh)
so, i’m gon’ .30 clip you (so, i’m gon’ .30, uh)
after that, f_ck your sister (after that, f_ck your sister)

[verse 2]
i take the clip out the .30, uh (uh)
f_ckin’ yo’ b_tch, do her dirty, uh (for real)
f_ck a 30, off a 30 (for real)
yeah, my glizzy is st_rdy, uh (for real)
you don’t really want no smoke at all (uh)
smoke a n_gga, then i smoke it all (smoke, smoke)
i can’t focus b_tch, i need me some adderall (woah, woah)
molly in my cup, i stir it, mix it with the codeine (wo_oh)
i’m gon’ pop these percocet, they with ibuprofen
l_o_l to the bank, nah, but i ain’t never joking
never, i ain’t never loafing, always keep the toaster on me
l_o_l, i’m walking on their block, they won’t never smoke me
never, they were only joking, ’cause a n_gga kept provoking
haha, these n_ggas be funny
especially when they run out of money
they act like they went r_t_rded or sum’
they act like they music ain’t garbage or sum’
they act like they ain’t a target or sum’
act like i don’t be with no limit sergeants and ’em
act like i don’t be with no limit maneski and ’em
act like i don’t be with no limit kyro and ’em
they act like i don’t be with no limit herbo and ’em (shh, shh)
squeezo and ’em (woof, shh)
nuskii and marley, bibby, g_money (shh, shh)
lil’ ro
f_ck it, i be with them all
[outro]
blowin’ that gas, n_gga, b_tch, i’m a cash getter
i’m with countin’ figures, whatchu’ about, n_gga?

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