
Date of issue: 17.04.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Cash N Blood |
Money falling down into the edge of the world, and the promises we made are |
priceless |
Nothing is left to our lives so lets smite this |
I understand that money is the root of all evil, but you can’t live with out |
living that devil life |
I’m no devil i’m a new breed stone devil, that’s me |
Calling you up we hookin that crib |
We fixing the chicks they be all over you and all over me |
No one needs that crap, we just need those money sacks |
No need to rob a bank, I got the dough down in mah shanks |
Shanking it up, in the full out green black mud, i’m making that bank |
No bank deals with me, i’m making that cash, cash as cold as the hand of god |
Under the fog i’m raking that sh*t though |
Popping |
Smoking |
Locking |
Bloking |
Under the world we holding |
I’ve got that bank honey, i’m making those racks, hitting top number one, |
up on those charts |
The fbi sits next to me, to take a whip of the crack, under these stacks, |
studs of devils |
Give me hell and i’ll unleash my evil |
No one can resist a hundred dollar fix |
Got nickle and silver dollars in my blood |
Dollar coins are my bones in my heart |
Cold hearted as cash, no one taking up my stash |
Honey we splurge and plunge |
Swimming in a couple of thousand ones |