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[Verse 1: I got yo bitch layin' naked the bed, no rosary Stackin' up this bread a banker, just a fee She refill, so I get that ho a B Niggas on the yellin' "Who the fuck is he?" I'm mac gun, you can call me Cody B Wardrobe overseas, all over me White leather seats like coca leaf time I crank up the woofer sittin' on a key I'm Gucci buckled up, house note on my Linen button-up I'm walkin' round on the beach Blind hoes notice me in my Range Jeep So they wanna and talk to me like Jodeci Smokin' in the morning, and when I go to Blowin' man I think they 'about to vote for me Any event we party like a frat, no toga If ain't the combo [?]
If you talkin' cash, don't say shit In the VIP we champagne-spray I'm in the club lookin' like a bank If you talkin' cash, I can make Walked in the club, pay shit Broke niggas hate, caus' they ain't I'm gettin' to the pockets on payment If you talkin' cash, I can make
[Verse 2: Gambino] Cody Sr., pushin' mean ether You don't know Childish, nigga me Eastside Atlanta, nigga in a Waffle House If it ain't money, man, we got shit to talk about Kennedy compound, my 20-room So big my ex-girls gotta move out If you talkin' cash, don't say shit My bank account look like when kids break shit Ooooooo, if I'm breathin' I can it Watching all my dreams get together like an Blueprint the new shit, mixtape Show these dummies how to do it, all I want's my ten Porsche brand new, passed 'em a cool Yeah my girl 5'2", even her stunted It's the y'all knew back when I flipped meal cards Now my meals when I don't taste the fifth star We can arrangements, old money Cambridge Meetin' with the moguls, make 'em richer and owe you It's the kid you to talk about, I'm watchin' people get up on it On Worldstar and I ain't have to have a moment Flow's cold, keep the whole soul anemic Never left that hard shit, a nigga's always Got the change for my cousin on froze, no more weight Flossin' hard, ice king, no more Finn and or hate you gotta say the hype is something handsome As long as all of 'em I'm living Richard Branson Shit still talk, haters on my billboard Used to the Q home, now I hang with schoolboys So iconic, Black Kennedy this Man I'm so ironic, man this need a fix Droppin' new shit and the get the splashback Don't be surprised when he ask you the cash at