Cash Kidd - Never Mind lyrics

[Cash Kidd - Never Mind lyrics]

I'm Kured, ayy

She say, "I know you gangster
Wanna fuck?" Well, bitch
Since you that smart
Shit,  I need that headstart
It's just not an option, either that
 catch the next the car
Bitches outta pocket, made her
Get the package, brett Favre
Yeah, my bitches trapstars
I cleaned they money
Now we own mansions and drive the best cars
They hatin'
Got they stomach hurtin' like I'm Kev Hart
Hotboxin' in a Benz right next
To where the jet park
I know they not my friends, but hold up
This the best part
I got 'em all finish theyself
Before the best part
It's a marathon, not a race
How you gon' check Mark?
I'm thuggin' West with my Dexter
Niggas like I'm Mandark
Who would've guessed I really would've
Took it that far?
Yeah, I know you never'd've guessed
They throw all they problems on you
Just expect you to catch
Throw pity parties and want me
As the celebrity guest
I'm in the titty bar froze
Just collectin' a check bro came home fly
Still tryna catch him a nat
Your favorite rapper big cap
Call him Cat in the Hat
Mini machine in my pants like
I get asthma attacks

Finna go see my other bitch, bae
Pass the Land Rover
Niggas keyboard thuggin'
Better have FN on 'em
Like he got his hair washed
Hit his head with big blower
Never mind, you took too long
I'll call my other bitch over
Never mind, you movin' wrong
I gave the hit to real soldiers
Never mind, this twenty pokin'
I just hit a lick for it
Never mind, bro, I don't want her
Come and scoop this bitch for me
Never mind, bro, I ain't goin'
Can't keep that stick on me

Nigga, fuck it, I'm straight, never mind
I asked for a favor, said you couldn't do it
But never tried it's cool
You know I'ma make a way 'stead of cry
Still gon' come through for you when
You need me every time, nigga
Just hit me anytime
Seen a dirty opp at the casino
Smokin' a cigarette on penny slots
Stressed out
Tryna come up off of that lil' five
Should've roughed him up
But, I just asked him if he need a job
Shit, what would Jesus do?
Feet bleedin', wrist up, cross full of jewels
Can barely see the hands in the face
Peekaboo yeah, missin' dog alert
Have you seen my roof?
Yeah, I miss my dog, it hurts, but ain't ran
That's cool
Million dollar deals, then the next week
Feds sweep
Now they tryna raid us 'cause we all in LV
I'm tryna tell my bro this bitch ain't shit
But brodie fell deep
I promised her I got your back for
Life if you don't fail me
Look at my neck, you gon' see waterfall, TLC
This ain't Monopoly
How you get out of jail free?
I don't do internet, see you
In person, pop out, yeah, it's me
These niggas know what's up with Kidd
You got the music too damn low
Turn it up a bit
Yeah, I'm single and I'm rich
Who was wonderin'?
Like a painter, got the stick in the Cullinan
She think she special
Everybody know my government

Finna go see my other bitch, bae
Pass the Land Rover
Niggas keyboard thuggin'
Better have FN on 'em
Like he got his hair washed
Hit his head with big blower
Never mind, you took too long
I'll call my other bitch over
Never mind, you movin' wrong
I gave the hit to real soldiers
Never mind, this twenty pokin'
I just hit a lick for it
Never mind, bro, I don't want her
Come and scoop this bitch for me
Never mind, bro, I ain't goin'
Can't keep that stick on me

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