Danny Taylor, Caskey - 400 Degrees lyrics
[Danny Taylor, Caskey - 400 Degrees lyrics]
Always keep the shit deep while
I’ll be damaging at these
You know I’m rappin’ doesn’t workout imma
Go back to the piece
I’ll be finessin' finessin' finessin' dyin'
By do on we ease
Counting all this money in cash I
Got it four hundred degrees
Got it four hundred I’m on
A race to the money
We waitin he to surprice cause I
I’m on a race for the money I’m
On a race for the money
Glad you know I can’t slow down
Bitch you got three seconds when
I try the fool pounds
Pull up in the ghost right till your
Hometown to a fuckin ghost town
Comin’ show is a bitch in a bitchy
Slut cause you know she go wow
Never did go-pro but I’m still ballin
Ain’t know it’s a prophane
I’m from the old town when up a
Hoe it don’t mean no sense
I smoke the whole pound