Lyrics Fast Money - Nik $ix

Fast Money

Grew up on that fast money talking about that cash dummy
I don’t really gas bummies, benz with some bad bunnies
Clip holding 30 ain’t no Curry i be maxing bitches
Strap with a birdie hit a mill, i don’t flash my riches
Walking in to bando with the chevy and extendo
If you catch a case don’t snitch thats the mando
30 naked bitches walking round the fucking chateau
Pull up to your block, break it down like its lego
Lizard lick your neck but this shit ain’t fucking gecko
Bitch rappers always asking to listen to their demo
If you capping we gon drag your ass back to ghetto
Pika pika that lambo came in fucking yellow
Choppa leave them legs like they are made of fuckin jello
Covered in the gold you would think i look like pharaoh
I ain’t talking bitch, give me my dinero
Baby im a drug these bitches call me hero
Grew up on that fast money talking about that cash dummy
I don’t really gas bummies, benz with some bad bunnies
Clip holding 30 ain’t no Curry i be maxing bitches
Strap with a birdie hit a mill, i don’t flash my riches
Walkin in the club with the body full of drugs
Shit changed quick i ain’t sleeping on a rug
Bitches wanna fuck i tell them they can suck
Put it on my soul my sister raised a thug
Put it on my soul i’ll never trust a bitch
Feel like im Mitch yea Money Making $ix
Money makes them sick and i got the virus
Turn everything to gold my touch is fucking midas
Grew up on that fast money talking about that cash dummy
I don’t really gas bummies, benz with some bad bunnies
Clip holding 30 ain’t no Curry i be maxing bitches
Strap with a birdie hit a mill, i don’t flash my riches