Gabriel Tirado, Lil Baby - Cash Rules lyrics

Dominique Armani Jones [4PF] Atlanta. USA.

[Gabriel Tirado, Lil Baby - Cash Rules lyrics]

Get a cup dog we can pour up now
Cash rules everything around me

I want all the dollars i want all the green
I want Ferragamo, Gucci, Louis, Robbin jeans
Play with me that drummo will
Have you restin' in peace
Cash rules everything around me
Cash rules everything around me

I just blew a check like like
I ain’t worry bout it
Masson Marengo I just bought my
Bitch some red bottoms
If a nigga try me I’ma red dot him
Take him off the streets like
The feds got him
Nigga I ain’t stopping until I get the gwallo
Drippin like water fountains
I’m rockins Ferragamo
Moneybag lets count it on the counter
Or brick the cash call it round the dollars
Your small fries i’m a
Big dog like Rottweiler
Nigga money talk if the money call like I
Know the phone when your bitch callin'
Grow this shit I’ve been on it
Gas gas pack go real fast
They wanna know what I spend on it
Enough to get your bitch back
I want all the dollars
Nigga my jeans is Robbins
Gucci and some Louis my life is like a movie
I just coped a Rollie i guess I was chosen
And cash rules everything around me

I want all the dollars i want all the green
I want Ferragamo, Gucci, Louis, Robbin jeans
Play with me that drummo will
Have you restin' in peace
Cash rules everything around me
Cash rules everything around me

Cash rules everything around me
I was stuck in the bottom
They tried to down me
In the middle of the projects
Is where they found me
Yeah, I be everywhere those pounds be
Cuban links heavy had to take them off
Fucked around and lost it all I
Had to take 'em off
Everything dripped up, every chain dripped up
They say that they got murder for hire
Get 'em filled up
Going through a faze, my life inside a maze
I know I see better days
Yeah that shit had finally came
Man we finally gettin' paid
They taken swag I give them game but
They don't put credit on my name
I had paper before the fame
That shit will won’t change me
I should pull up in projects, I’m the same me
And I’m still running with the same dudes
Cash rules everything around me

I want all the dollars i want all the green
I want Ferragamo, Gucci, Louis, Robbin jeans
Play with me that drummo will
Have you restin' in peace
Cash rules everything around me
Cash rules everything around me

Every sense and youngans bitch
I’ve been a target now they haten on me
Because i’m gainin knowledge
I be paper chasing call that money moving
Jumping out the rover chains lookin stupid
Lets get to the bag, i’m stacking it up
It's making them mad
Not giving a fk, i’m blowing the
Gas, i’m doing the dash
They wishing I crash
I’m swimming in hundreds, im taken them down
My verses the hottest they wanna calaps
They work from the bucket
These niggas is crabs
They wanna keep bustin' and smoking that loud
Counting up in the money count in
Up that's a hundred thou'
Rubber band run a dead in a haunted house
Designer shit it’s custom made
It ain’t even out
I’m the realist than they ain’t seen a
Damn but they see it now
And nigga I ain’t stopping
Gotta forever popping
My niggas right behind me
Rushing like tsunami
Ok now we lotting and hoped
In about the foreign and
"cash rules everything around me"

I want all the dollars i want all the green
I want Ferragamo, Gucci, Louis, Robbin jeans
Play with me that drummo will
Have you restin' in peace
Cash rules everything around me
Cash rules everything around me

Cash rules everything around me
Cash rules everything around me
Cash rules everything around me
Cash rules everything around me cash rules

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