Aye
Aye
Young n*ggas we run up the loot
Got junkies that shoot up and boot
Won the hand I was dealt, I'm the truth
3rd eye puttin' n*ggas on mute
Cut the light record when it's off
Want his head, get a reward when it's off
New plug on the drank, no cough
Real trap n*gga juug out the loft
These n*ggas be peewee like Longway
John Cena, can't see me like blind date
Me and J Wood was posted on Broadway
Kick a b*tch yeah, right out the doorway
Got Versace on me it's Medusa
Up early with the birds no rooster
Lil Hack turn ya girl to a chooser
One man army got the Glock and the Ruger
I don't know who I can't trust days
It's 2019 we don't do MK
This lame ass n*gga talkin' bout a handshake
I'm not with the games this is not a arcade
Run up on me you gon' need a first aid
Hoes be all in my space, invade
Convince to let you hit, persuade
Add up the numbers I been paid
See Camp Ca$h, that's danger
Hear Ca$h Gang, that's major
My own boss, no label
Pour 2 4s, no Laker
Young n*ggas we run up the loot
Got junkies that shoot up and boot
Won the hand I was dealt, I'm the truth
3rd eye puttin' n*ggas on mute
Cut the light record when it's off
Want his head, get a reward when it's off
New plug on the drank, no cough
Real trap n*gga juug out the loft
Fa!
Fa!
Fa!
Fa!
Fa!
Off with his head
Got a gun the same size as my leg
Fresh to death I can talk to the dead
B*tch I need a mill' I can spread
B*tch I need a mill' like tread
I be cheesin' when I'm touchin' bread
Paid a lot for these motherf*ckin' threads
Smokin' on purple look like Tinky Winky
Got baguette diamonds on top of my pinky
Boy you a lame and yo' swag rinky dinky
That's why yo' baby suck on me like a binky
Yeah, I hit that
And all that f*ck sh*t we be with that
Damn I flex too much I admit that
Imma get to the point like a which hat
Uh, I'm the realest that she ever knew
Left you by 1 told Ca$hOutJony "I see you by 2"
Young n*ggas we run up the loot
Got junkies that shoot up and boot
Won the hand I was dealt, I'm the truth
3rd eye puttin' n*ggas on mute
Cut the light record when it's off
Want his head, get a reward when it's off
New plug on the drank, no cough
Real trap n*gga juug out the loft
CashOutJony & KevoDaPlug - Danger Lyrics
CashOutJony & KevoDaPlug - Danger Lyrics
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Aye
Aye
Young n*ggas we run up the loot
Got junkies that shoot up and boot
Won the hand I was dealt, I'm the truth
3rd eye puttin' n*ggas on mute
Cut the light record when it's off
Want his head, get a reward when it's off
New plug on the drank, no cough
Real trap n*gga juug out the loft
These n*ggas be peewee like Longway
John Cena, can't see me like blind date
Me and J Wood was posted on Broadway
Kick a b*tch yeah, right out the doorway
Got Versace on me it's Medusa
Up early with the birds no rooster
Lil Hack turn ya girl to a chooser
One man army got the Glock and the Ruger
I don't know who I can't trust days
It's 2019 we don't do MK
This lame ass n*gga talkin' bout a handshake
I'm not with the games this is not a arcade
Run up on me you gon' need a first aid
Hoes be all in my space, invade
Convince to let you hit, persuade
Add up the numbers I been paid
See Camp Ca$h, that's danger
Hear Ca$h Gang, that's major
My own boss, no label
Pour 2 4s, no Laker
Young n*ggas we run up the loot
Got junkies that shoot up and boot
Won the hand I was dealt, I'm the truth
3rd eye puttin' n*ggas on mute
Cut the light record when it's off
Want his head, get a reward when it's off
New plug on the drank, no cough
Real trap n*gga juug out the loft
Fa!
Fa!
Fa!
Fa!
Fa!
Off with his head
Got a gun the same size as my leg
Fresh to death I can talk to the dead
B*tch I need a mill' I can spread
B*tch I need a mill' like tread
I be cheesin' when I'm touchin' bread
Paid a lot for these motherf*ckin' threads
Smokin' on purple look like Tinky Winky
Got baguette diamonds on top of my pinky
Boy you a lame and yo' swag rinky dinky
That's why yo' baby suck on me like a binky
Yeah, I hit that
And all that f*ck sh*t we be with that
Damn I flex too much I admit that
Imma get to the point like a which hat
Uh, I'm the realest that she ever knew
Left you by 1 told Ca$hOutJony "I see you by 2"
Young n*ggas we run up the loot
Got junkies that shoot up and boot
Won the hand I was dealt, I'm the truth
3rd eye puttin' n*ggas on mute
Cut the light record when it's off
Want his head, get a reward when it's off
New plug on the drank, no cough
Real trap n*gga juug out the loft
Aye
Young n*ggas we run up the loot
Got junkies that shoot up and boot
Won the hand I was dealt, I'm the truth
3rd eye puttin' n*ggas on mute
Cut the light record when it's off
Want his head, get a reward when it's off
New plug on the drank, no cough
Real trap n*gga juug out the loft
These n*ggas be peewee like Longway
John Cena, can't see me like blind date
Me and J Wood was posted on Broadway
Kick a b*tch yeah, right out the doorway
Got Versace on me it's Medusa
Up early with the birds no rooster
Lil Hack turn ya girl to a chooser
One man army got the Glock and the Ruger
I don't know who I can't trust days
It's 2019 we don't do MK
This lame ass n*gga talkin' bout a handshake
I'm not with the games this is not a arcade
Run up on me you gon' need a first aid
Hoes be all in my space, invade
Convince to let you hit, persuade
Add up the numbers I been paid
See Camp Ca$h, that's danger
Hear Ca$h Gang, that's major
My own boss, no label
Pour 2 4s, no Laker
Young n*ggas we run up the loot
Got junkies that shoot up and boot
Won the hand I was dealt, I'm the truth
3rd eye puttin' n*ggas on mute
Cut the light record when it's off
Want his head, get a reward when it's off
New plug on the drank, no cough
Real trap n*gga juug out the loft
Fa!
Fa!
Fa!
Fa!
Fa!
Off with his head
Got a gun the same size as my leg
Fresh to death I can talk to the dead
B*tch I need a mill' I can spread
B*tch I need a mill' like tread
I be cheesin' when I'm touchin' bread
Paid a lot for these motherf*ckin' threads
Smokin' on purple look like Tinky Winky
Got baguette diamonds on top of my pinky
Boy you a lame and yo' swag rinky dinky
That's why yo' baby suck on me like a binky
Yeah, I hit that
And all that f*ck sh*t we be with that
Damn I flex too much I admit that
Imma get to the point like a which hat
Uh, I'm the realest that she ever knew
Left you by 1 told Ca$hOutJony "I see you by 2"
Young n*ggas we run up the loot
Got junkies that shoot up and boot
Won the hand I was dealt, I'm the truth
3rd eye puttin' n*ggas on mute
Cut the light record when it's off
Want his head, get a reward when it's off
New plug on the drank, no cough
Real trap n*gga juug out the loft
Writer: Jontel Hackett, Kevin Hackett Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: CashOutJony & KevoDaPlug
Language: English
Length: 2:31
Written by: Jontel Hackett, Kevin Hackett Jr.