BROCKHAMPTON - WHERE THE CASH AT lyrics
[BROCKHAMPTON - WHERE THE CASH AT lyrics]
There's not a soul in here
Pull to your house and dump
Like the trash man
All up in your grill, but I'm not a fan
Merlyn, I do no hat trick
Just show me where the cash at
Then show me where the hash at, fuck that
Show me where the cash at
(There's not a soul in here)
I would rather be on acid
Rather make investments
They'll come out of that debt
We'll come out of those bedsheets
I'm like the IRS, pull up to your address
I was trying my best to seizure
But pull it like Keisha
(There's not a soul in here)
Johnny Dang gon' ice my diamonds
Up out that freezer
I used to be broke, I don't got amnesia
I used to deal with both
Now it's black victims
She know not to call collect
If she go to prison
(There's not a soul in here)
Pull to your window and drizzle
With that pitter pat (Ba dam)
G-P to S and figure where you niggas at
(Show out)
"Where the cash at?" Used to ask that
(Ayy, clip, ho out, throw down, ho
Out, know 'bout, throw down, hold out)
"Where the cash at?" Used to ask that
(There's not a soul in here)
Pull to your window and drizzle
With that pitter pat (Ba dam)
G-P to S and figure where you niggas at
(Show out)
"Where the cash at?" Used to ask that
(Ayy, clip, ho out, throw down, ho out)
(Now 'bout, throw down, hold out)
"Where the cash at?" Used to ask that
At night, I bring them out
I was sleeping upside down
Keep you up, I come around
They stay right up on my tail
Send me a pic whenever it slip
Hoping this outflow my scales
Full throttle whenever I blaze, fifty mil'
Put it all in my will
(There's not a soul in here)
Human, I see through your eyes
Until my CCC wide open to my skin
They can see they run
They feel like they been kicking DDR
Bustin' out the bar, human of the tour
They grip three types of the gas
Miss the days I can't get back
(There's not a soul in here)
Pull to your window and drizzle
With that pitter pat (Ba dam)
G-P to S and figure where you niggas at?
(Show out)
"Where the cash at?" Used to ask that
(Ayy, clip, ho out, throw down, ho
Out, know 'bout, throw down, hold out)
"Where the cash at?" Used to ask that
(There's not a soul in here)
Pull to your window and drizzle
With that pitter pat (Ba dam)
G-P to S and figure, where you niggas at
(Show out)
"Where the cash at?" Used to ask that
(Ayy, clip, ho out)
"Where the cash at?" Used to ask that
Pull to your house and dump
Like the trash man
All up in your grill, but I'm not a fan
Merlyn, I do no hat trick
Just show me where the cash at
Then show me where the hash at, fuck that
Show me where the cash at
(There's not a soul in here)
I would rather be on acid
Rather make investments
They'll come out of that debt
We'll come out of those bedsheets
I'm like the IRS, pull up to your address
I was trying my best to seizure
But pull it like Keisha
(There's not a soul in here)
Johnny Dang gon' ice my diamonds
Up out that freezer
I used to be broke, I don't got amnesia
I used to deal with both
Now it's black victims
She know not to call collect
If she go to prison
(There's not a soul in here)
Pull to your window and drizzle
With that pitter pat (Ba dam)
G-P to S and figure where you niggas at
(Show out)
"Where the cash at?" Used to ask that
(Ayy, clip, ho out, throw down, ho
Out, know 'bout, throw down, hold out)
"Where the cash at?" Used to ask that
(There's not a soul in here)
Pull to your window and drizzle
With that pitter pat (Ba dam)
G-P to S and figure where you niggas at
(Show out)
"Where the cash at?" Used to ask that
(Ayy, clip, ho out, throw down, ho out)
(Now 'bout, throw down, hold out)
"Where the cash at?" Used to ask that
At night, I bring them out
I was sleeping upside down
Keep you up, I come around
They stay right up on my tail
Send me a pic whenever it slip
Hoping this outflow my scales
Full throttle whenever I blaze, fifty mil'
Put it all in my will
(There's not a soul in here)
Human, I see through your eyes
Until my CCC wide open to my skin
They can see they run
They feel like they been kicking DDR
Bustin' out the bar, human of the tour
They grip three types of the gas
Miss the days I can't get back
(There's not a soul in here)
Pull to your window and drizzle
With that pitter pat (Ba dam)
G-P to S and figure where you niggas at?
(Show out)
"Where the cash at?" Used to ask that
(Ayy, clip, ho out, throw down, ho
Out, know 'bout, throw down, hold out)
"Where the cash at?" Used to ask that
(There's not a soul in here)
Pull to your window and drizzle
With that pitter pat (Ba dam)
G-P to S and figure, where you niggas at
(Show out)
"Where the cash at?" Used to ask that
(Ayy, clip, ho out)
"Where the cash at?" Used to ask that