Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cash Train, artist - GRM Daily. Album song GRM 10, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.06.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: GRM Daily, Parlophone
Song language: English
Cash Train |
My stack to yours is a margin, a gap |
Cash train have you mindin' the gap |
In the club all the leng gyal archin it back |
Champagne’s Crystal, I can cop that |
I was raised in the slums and the flats |
Moss, bitch, I love the way you drop that |
Bring your cute, I could show you where the mops at |
Claim you got it, ironic, where your guap at? |
I can take her to the 'ood and show her the life |
I take her on a flight and show here the sights |
Street nigga with some class, you know what I’m like |
She a 'ood gyal with some style, you know what I like |
Look, who’s litter, big dripper, spade sipper |
Break bread with my jiggas, spray liquor |
I’m feelin' Sheneh, but see’s way thicker |
I’m lovin' the game, but streets pay quicker |
Don’t leave your gyal around me |
Everybody just buss gun and sell around me |
Me and my G’s, we stick to the code |
Cah none of that fake shit don’t gel around me |
My stack to yours is a margin, a gap |
Cash train have you mindin' the gap |
In the club all the leng gyal archin it back |
Champagne’s Crystal, I can cop that |
I was raised in the slums and the flats |
Moss, bitch, I love the way you drop that |
Bring your cute, I could show you where the mops at |
Claim you got it, ironic, where your guap at? |
She say ever since she linked me life got easier |
Tired of the niggas just lyin', deceivin' ya |
Nothin' but Michelin star I’m feeding ya |
Only one thing, just keep it from media |
Known trapper, dough stacker, chrome clapper |
Ya keep talkin' my name, nah, it don’t matter |
She had to get rid of her ex, he a known capper |
I’m really gettin' bands for fun, fam, I’m no slacker |
Don’t leave your brick around me |
Everybody just buss gun and flip around me |
Me and my G’s, we stick to the code |
Cah none of that fake shit don’t sit around me |
My stack to yours is a margin, a gap |
Cash train have you mindin' the gap |
In the club all the leng gyal archin it back |
Champagne’s Crystal, I can cop that |
I was raised in the slums and the flats |
Moss, bitch, I love the way you drop that |
Bring your cute, I could show you where the mops at |
Claim you got it, ironic, where your guap at? |
Where your guap at? |
Where your guap at? |
Patek, Audemars, Rollie, I can cop that |
All these niggas talk this bread, but it’s not that |
Niggas cappin' for the net, told 'em stop that |
Where your guap at? |
Where your guap at? |
Patek, Audemars, Rollie, I can cop that |
All these niggas talk this bread, but it’s not that |
Niggas cappin' for the net, told 'em stop that |
My stack to yours is a margin, a gap |
Cash train have you mindin' the gap |
In the club all the leng gyal archin it back |
Champagne’s Crystal, I can cop that |
I was raised in the slums and the flats |
Moss, bitch, I love the way you drop that |
Bring your cute, I could show you where the mops at |
Claim you got it, ironic, where your guap at? |