Cash cash cash cash
Brand new foreign
Balmain Balmain
Drip drip the rain
Slatt slatt slatt slatt
On that new strain
Smoke gas Butane
Questioning my brain
Questioning my brain
Did we miss the train
Praying that my vision get no stain
Praying and the angels on my lane
Can not explain
I tried in vain
Shawty she so sweet like sugarcane
Got her booty popping like champagne
Hold on hold on hold on
I got few things forgone
Yo my nigga come on
Okay we can roll on
Moving fast like a Veyron
We´re cold like the Freon
It's a phenomenon
They love it so they stay on
Man look how we get on
I sign with the crayon
Yeah I'm coming from Africa
And wifey she a czarina
Truculent Like an Hyena
But I'm still a Lion
The Jet Ski on the marina
And She wet call her Marina
Baby don't play with my Stamina
But she still wanna tryon
Cash cash cash cash
Brand new foreign
Balmain Balmain
Drip drip the rain
Slatt slatt slatt slatt
On that new strain
Smoke gas Butane
Questioning my brain
Questioning my brain
Did we miss the train
Praying that my vision get no stain
Praying and the angels on my lane
Can not explain
I tried in vain
Shawty she so sweet like sugarcane
Got er booty popping like champagne
Roaring that new Kawasaki
Pull up on it I'm the new Kamikaze
Don't worry nigga the road can be rocky
Should overcome everything like a jockey (Jockey)
BBQ my Teriyaki
Everything here is green it's too sappy
Hey wassup my slime my feelings so zany
Look at my drawing that shit is so scary (Hey)
Yeah my nigga I'm paranoid
'Cause of the things i see in my sleep
I didn't know that thing was so deep
'Cause of the people I wanna keep
And I don't even know why you scream
I get hope I get faith I get knees
You know everybody get the keys
Cash cash cash cash
Brand new foreign
Balmain Balmain
Drip drip the rain
Slatt slatt slatt slatt
On that new strain
Smoke gas Butane
Questioning my brain
Questioning my brain
Did we miss the train
Praying that my vision get no stain
Praying and the angels on my lane
Can not explain
I tried in vain
Shawty she so sweet like sugarcane
Got her booty popping like champagne
The purple purple
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Cash cash cash cash
Brand new foreign
Balmain Balmain
Drip drip the rain
Slatt slatt slatt slatt
On that new strain
Smoke gas Butane
Questioning my brain
Questioning my brain
Did we miss the train
Praying that my vision get no stain
Praying and the angels on my lane
Can not explain
I tried in vain
Shawty she so sweet like sugarcane
Got her booty popping like champagne
Hold on hold on hold on
I got few things forgone
Yo my nigga come on
Okay we can roll on
Moving fast like a Veyron
We´re cold like the Freon
It's a phenomenon
They love it so they stay on
Man look how we get on
I sign with the crayon
Yeah I'm coming from Africa
And wifey she a czarina
Truculent Like an Hyena
But I'm still a Lion
The Jet Ski on the marina
And She wet call her Marina
Baby don't play with my Stamina
But she still wanna tryon
Cash cash cash cash
Brand new foreign
Balmain Balmain
Drip drip the rain
Slatt slatt slatt slatt
On that new strain
Smoke gas Butane
Questioning my brain
Questioning my brain
Did we miss the train
Praying that my vision get no stain
Praying and the angels on my lane
Can not explain
I tried in vain
Shawty she so sweet like sugarcane
Got er booty popping like champagne
Roaring that new Kawasaki
Pull up on it I'm the new Kamikaze
Don't worry nigga the road can be rocky
Should overcome everything like a jockey (Jockey)
BBQ my Teriyaki
Everything here is green it's too sappy
Hey wassup my slime my feelings so zany
Look at my drawing that shit is so scary (Hey)
Yeah my nigga I'm paranoid
'Cause of the things i see in my sleep
I didn't know that thing was so deep
'Cause of the people I wanna keep
And I don't even know why you scream
I get hope I get faith I get knees
You know everybody get the keys
Cash cash cash cash
Brand new foreign
Balmain Balmain
Drip drip the rain
Slatt slatt slatt slatt
On that new strain
Smoke gas Butane
Questioning my brain
Questioning my brain
Did we miss the train
Praying that my vision get no stain
Praying and the angels on my lane
Can not explain
I tried in vain
Shawty she so sweet like sugarcane
Got her booty popping like champagne
The purple purple
Brand new foreign
Balmain Balmain
Drip drip the rain
Slatt slatt slatt slatt
On that new strain
Smoke gas Butane
Questioning my brain
Questioning my brain
Did we miss the train
Praying that my vision get no stain
Praying and the angels on my lane
Can not explain
I tried in vain
Shawty she so sweet like sugarcane
Got her booty popping like champagne
Hold on hold on hold on
I got few things forgone
Yo my nigga come on
Okay we can roll on
Moving fast like a Veyron
We´re cold like the Freon
It's a phenomenon
They love it so they stay on
Man look how we get on
I sign with the crayon
Yeah I'm coming from Africa
And wifey she a czarina
Truculent Like an Hyena
But I'm still a Lion
The Jet Ski on the marina
And She wet call her Marina
Baby don't play with my Stamina
But she still wanna tryon
Cash cash cash cash
Brand new foreign
Balmain Balmain
Drip drip the rain
Slatt slatt slatt slatt
On that new strain
Smoke gas Butane
Questioning my brain
Questioning my brain
Did we miss the train
Praying that my vision get no stain
Praying and the angels on my lane
Can not explain
I tried in vain
Shawty she so sweet like sugarcane
Got er booty popping like champagne
Roaring that new Kawasaki
Pull up on it I'm the new Kamikaze
Don't worry nigga the road can be rocky
Should overcome everything like a jockey (Jockey)
BBQ my Teriyaki
Everything here is green it's too sappy
Hey wassup my slime my feelings so zany
Look at my drawing that shit is so scary (Hey)
Yeah my nigga I'm paranoid
'Cause of the things i see in my sleep
I didn't know that thing was so deep
'Cause of the people I wanna keep
And I don't even know why you scream
I get hope I get faith I get knees
You know everybody get the keys
Cash cash cash cash
Brand new foreign
Balmain Balmain
Drip drip the rain
Slatt slatt slatt slatt
On that new strain
Smoke gas Butane
Questioning my brain
Questioning my brain
Did we miss the train
Praying that my vision get no stain
Praying and the angels on my lane
Can not explain
I tried in vain
Shawty she so sweet like sugarcane
Got her booty popping like champagne
The purple purple
Writer: Soren Seri
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid