| Countin' up that cash money, fast money, all up in yo ass money
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| I whip a Tesla, still got gas money
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| I ain’t a bitch, yessir, I keep cash on me
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| You could get your face smacked if you act funny
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| Cash money, fast money, I evade tax money
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| I got dough, bitch, you broke like some glass money
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| Racked up, I’m the young Johnny Cash, money
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| Make gas, motherfucker, that’s gas money (Ayy, woo, ayy)
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| I think I’m Jack-in-the-Box 'cause I stay up in them buns
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| And your ex got that box, rated E for everyone
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| Ooh, damn girl, that’s nasty
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| I hit the spin move when she tried to harass me
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| Tryna live but I’m dodgin' these thots
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| To the right and the left, like I’m playin' Hopscotch
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| And I’m countin' my bread up, nonstop
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| Gas money, fuck a stopwatch, shit don’t ever stop
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| Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test
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| Y’all racists, stay lovin' incest (Fuckin' pussies)
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| Drive-by, get sprayed with the Windex
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| 'Cause y’all nasty, boofin' them cigarettes (Woo, ayy)
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| And it’s Gravy, eternally talkin' my shit
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| Your girl eternally jockin' my dick
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| And I could die today (Ayy, ayy)
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| But my gang’ll stay eternally paid (Ooh, yeah)
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| They’ll be countin' up that cash money, fast money, all up in your ass money
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| I whip a Tesla, still got gas money
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| I ain’t a bitch, yessir, I keep cash on me
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| You could get your face smacked if you act funny
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| Cash money, fast money, I evade tax money
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| I got dough, bitch, you broke like some glass money
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| Racked up, I’m the young Johnny Cash, money
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| Make gas, motherfucker, that’s gas money
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| I hit the pick-six straight into the endzone (Yeah, yeah)
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| Make your bitch flip, now you in the friendzone (Friendzone)
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| Backshots, then she let me drive the Benz home
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| Hit Atlanta and I’m sellin' out the Benz dome (Ayy, ayy)
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| That’s a quickie bag, cop a Jag', Gucci backpack
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| I’ma flip it fast in the cash like it’s Blackjack
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| I’m the Sammy Davis Jr. Jr. from the Rat Pack
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| Gravy fuck your bitch and disappear like I’m a Snapchat
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| That’s that gas money
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| Bitch, I deserve a plaque, money, mm
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| Daddy flapjacks, how I stack money, ayy
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| Countin' up that cash money, fast money, all up in your ass money
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| I whip a Tesla, still got gas money
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| I ain’t a bitch, yessir, I keep cash on me
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| You could get your face smacked if you act funny
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| Cash money, fast money, I evade tax money
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| I got dough, bitch, you broke like some glass money
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| Racked up, I’m the young Johnny Cash, money
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| Make gas, motherfucker, that’s gas money |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gas Money , by - Yung Gravy. Song from the album Gasanova, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп