Lyrics Rich Homie Quan

Rich Homie Quan

Cash on Me

Yeah, aye

Aye, oh yeah

Oh yeah aye

Shawty wanna know whats happenin

Shawty got a little bit of ass on her

Brand new Gucci got the bag on her

Walk in the club with the racks on her

I can't even talk with the cash on me

I can't even talk with the cash on me

I can't even talk with all this cash on me, cash on me

I can't talk with all this cash on me, cash on me

Hard to drive with all this cash on me yeah

Hard to drive with all this cash on me yeah yeah

Hard to drive with all this cash

Want the backend in advance

I can count a mil in one hand

Puttin on all I ain't bragging

Put the gorillas all on your ass

Coogi on all my racks

Givenchy shirt brand new I'm from the hood still got all my tats

She like bitches, I like bitches too

She like money, I like getting it too

When I fuck her chest to chest she know I feel her heart beat

We up babe we not falling

Tell them folks the money business we okay

Pull up throwed hundred thousand at DOA

Don't worry about your bitch coming home tonight she gone be okay

And I'm drunk in love babe you can be my beyonce

And I hate when she get off in my business baby I'm shape

Shawty wanna know whats happenin

Shawty got a little bit of ass on her

Brand new Gucci got the bag on her

Walk in the club with the racks on her

I can't even talk with the cash on me

I can't even talk with the cash on me

I can't even talk with all this cash on me, cash on me

I can't talk with all this cash on me, cash on me

Hard to drive with all this cash on me yeah

Hard to drive with all this cash on me yeah yeah

Too much money the safe done got full

I grew up hard raised by some bulls

Keep it real we ain't with the bull

And if I said it you know that Ima do it

Why they had to kill my dog, still putting money in the wall for nothing

Pistol in my draws and I'm not scared to bust it

Une down the road and he'll be back in ten

And I'm not coming to your club if my strap ain't in

Nigga best slap you in your face niggas ain't real no more naw

Hold out no more calls, but I gotta run it up cause I got kids to feed

New car you don't need the keys

Auto start me like need for speed

Fuck probation can't stop smoking I need the weed

I bet this shit gone knock, Swizz Beatz bass like this that Alicia Keys

And I'm in that section where them rich people be

Shawty wanna know whats happenin

Shawty got a little bit of ass on her

Brand new Gucci got the bag on her

Walk in the club with the racks on her

I can't even talk with the cash on me

I can't even talk with the cash on me

I can't even talk with all this cash on me, cash on me

I can't talk with all this cash on me, cash on me

Hard to drive with all this cash on me yeah

Hard to drive with all this cash on me yeah yeah