Meek Mill - Straight Cash lyrics

Straight cash, straight cash
Bitch I'm like a register
Straight cash, straight cash
Bitch I'm like a register
Straight cash, straight cash
B-b-bitch I'm like a register 3x
Money, cars, clothes, and hoes
I don't get enough of them
Hating ass fraud niggas
Nah we don't fuck with them
Straight cash, straight cash
Bitch I'm like a register
Straight cash, stra-stra-stra-straight cash

Yeah, a hundred hundreds, that's ten stacks
Sitting in my pocket, you get that?
I fuck your girl, give your bitch bad
Pull up in that Benz, hold up girl
He get that
Oh, he did what? I be stunting on 'em
Even the niggas with them bricks saying
I got nothing on 'em look at the jack boys
Let 'em run up on 'em
And I be dumping on 'em
Yeah, I got something for 'em
Glock seventeen, in my seven jeans
Do them niggas dirty, it be a bloody scene
I like my yayo white and my money green
It's BA, bitch, fuck that other team
All you niggas rats
You ain't fucking balling
I be shitting on these lames like they
I eat rappers too, go and get your artist
1-800-Hustler, you should fucking call us

Twenty grand, you don't understand
I'm my Miami Ocean drive on fucking hands
She ask me who I be, I said the fucking man
Let's cut the bullshit, is we fucking, man?
Somebody wake me up
Swear to God I'm dreaming
Lamborghini, hundred miles an hour
And I'm leaning banging flames too
They say my style the meanest
Swagger on 100, I got it from
The money here, the bitches too
You need some paper, this what you do
Call my nigga up, he say sending you
You tell him "me" you pay for one
And he gonna give you two
Dope boy, turned rapper now
Somebody let them haters out
I back them down
Benjamins, we count them by the pound
I was broke as a joke
But guess who's laughing now

Fuck a money machine, I'm a money machine
All my niggas they get it
Yeah running the team
I ain't chasing the paper
It be running to me
Niggas talking that money shit till
They run into me
I ain't saving shit, I'mma blow it all
I'm Miami King of Diamonds
I'mma throw it all
Keep them haters from around me
Them niggas throw me off
I was broke, I was quiet
Now I be showing off

Straight cash, straight cash
Bitch I'm like a register
Straight cash, straight cash
Bitch I'm like a register
Straight cash, straight cash
Bitch I'm like a register 4x