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Blackjack - Cash Out Lyrics



Blackjack - Cash Out Lyrics




I might pop out at your party but I take your date
I don't talk a lot but my money talk it ain't safe
Sold my bag and took it, I cash out
Drippin too much, I might need to map out
She got a big ass she don't even lap now
On the jet to Morocco, we already pass out
Gave them my number now I gotta untag
All my money guaranteed like a contract
Shawty clap clap that ass now
Diamonds make her fangs wet,wet,wet now
We got bullets in this pistol so don't f*ck wit us
We might end you life if you Na-Na-Na

I don't swear but i ain't regular
I don't swear but I ain't regular
Mix the coco in the lean if it ain't too much
Down the barrel, I shoot doubla-la-la
You might be big but you can never bullies us
F*ck around, get a headshot if you don't f*ck with us
Go the feds, you scared shoot in air, la la ah ah
Couple hands, couple bands it look like you over us
Makin 25 million oh yeah
Gonna spend one for the diamonds
And the rest 24 I'm gonna use to bring Kobe
You know cuz my brother already 8 milli
Cuz we rock for Gigi

I might pop out at your party but I take your date
I don't talk a lot but my money talk it ain't safe
Sold my bag and took it, I cash out
Drippin too much, I might need to map out
She got a big ass she don't even lap now
On the jet to Morocco, we already pass out
Gave them my number now I gotta untag
All my money guaranteed like a contract
Shawty clap clap that ass now
Diamonds make her fangs wet,wet,wet now
We got bullets in this pistol so don't f*ck wit us
We might end you life if you Na-Na-Na

Drivin a tonka truck don't even know how to go
I can never clean pussy like Na-Na-Na
Some shit you don't understand cuz you got no stack, yeah
Me and my bruddas we stay impressed
Got diamonds and thousands of pounds
We roll the backwoods and we stay piping up
They filtering like chickens like Na-Na-Na some shit like we put rubber bands on every ten
And thank god everyday cuz he gave me a blessing
Plus he way better then satan cuz he ain't evil
And I escaped death everyday just by being me
You know i don't pop pills but I rock out

I might pop out at your party but I take your date
I don't talk a lot but my money talk it ain't safe
Sold my bag and took it, I cash out
Drippin too much, I might need to map out
She got a big ass she don't even lap now
On the jet to Morocco, we already pass out
Gave them my number now I gotta untag
All my money guaranteed like a contract
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I might pop out at your party but I take your date
I don't talk a lot but my money talk it ain't safe
Sold my bag and took it, I cash out
Drippin too much, I might need to map out
She got a big ass she don't even lap now
On the jet to Morocco, we already pass out
Gave them my number now I gotta untag
All my money guaranteed like a contract
Shawty clap clap that ass now
Diamonds make her fangs wet,wet,wet now
We got bullets in this pistol so don't f*ck wit us
We might end you life if you Na-Na-Na

I don't swear but i ain't regular
I don't swear but I ain't regular
Mix the coco in the lean if it ain't too much
Down the barrel, I shoot doubla-la-la
You might be big but you can never bullies us
F*ck around, get a headshot if you don't f*ck with us
Go the feds, you scared shoot in air, la la ah ah
Couple hands, couple bands it look like you over us
Makin 25 million oh yeah
Gonna spend one for the diamonds
And the rest 24 I'm gonna use to bring Kobe
You know cuz my brother already 8 milli
Cuz we rock for Gigi

I might pop out at your party but I take your date
I don't talk a lot but my money talk it ain't safe
Sold my bag and took it, I cash out
Drippin too much, I might need to map out
She got a big ass she don't even lap now
On the jet to Morocco, we already pass out
Gave them my number now I gotta untag
All my money guaranteed like a contract
Shawty clap clap that ass now
Diamonds make her fangs wet,wet,wet now
We got bullets in this pistol so don't f*ck wit us
We might end you life if you Na-Na-Na

Drivin a tonka truck don't even know how to go
I can never clean pussy like Na-Na-Na
Some shit you don't understand cuz you got no stack, yeah
Me and my bruddas we stay impressed
Got diamonds and thousands of pounds
We roll the backwoods and we stay piping up
They filtering like chickens like Na-Na-Na some shit like we put rubber bands on every ten
And thank god everyday cuz he gave me a blessing
Plus he way better then satan cuz he ain't evil
And I escaped death everyday just by being me
You know i don't pop pills but I rock out

I might pop out at your party but I take your date
I don't talk a lot but my money talk it ain't safe
Sold my bag and took it, I cash out
Drippin too much, I might need to map out
She got a big ass she don't even lap now
On the jet to Morocco, we already pass out
Gave them my number now I gotta untag
All my money guaranteed like a contract
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Writer: Pulkiet Ajmani
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Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Pulkiet Ajmani

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