WHERE THE CASH AT lyrics

There's not a soul in here—

Pull up to your house and dump like a trash man

All up in your grill, but I'm not a fan

Merlyn, I do no hat-trick, just show me where the cash at

Then show me where the hash at, fuck that, show me where the cash at

I would rather be on acid, rather make investments

Come out of that debt, we'll come out of those bed sheets

I'm like the IRS, pull up to your address

I was trying my best to seizure, but pull it like Ke$ha

Johnny Dang gon' ice my diamonds, up out that freezer

I used to be broke, I don't got amnesia

I used to deal with both, now it's black victims

She know not to call collect if she go to prison

Move to your window and drizzle with that pitter-pat

[?], where you niggas at?

Where the cash at? Used to ask that

Where the cash at? Used to ask that

Move to your window and drizzle with that pitter-pat

[?], where you niggas at?

Where the cash at? Used to ask that

Where the cash at? Used to ask that

At night I bring them out

I was sleeping upside-down

Keep you up, I come around

They stay right up on my tip

Send me a pic whenever you slip

Hoping this outflow my scales

Full throttle whenever I blaze

Fifty mil, put it under my wheel

Human, I see through your eyes

Until my CCC wide open to my skin

They can see the run

They feel like they been kicking DDR

Bustin' out the bar, human out the tour

They grip [?] of the gas

Miss the days I can't get back

Move to your window and drizzle with that pitter-pat

[?], where you niggas at?

Where the cash at? Used to ask that

Where the cash at? Used to ask that

Move to your window and drizzle with that pitter-pat

[?], where you niggas at?

Where the cash at? Used to ask that

Where the cash at? Used to ask that