Bitch its Cash, uh
Nigga matter of fact
I got a gat it'll blow you back
Don't let me catch you in this cul-de-sac
Yoppa' gone fire out the Cadillac
Yeah chopper go blat gat
Pull out a stack and I stack that
Snake on my waist nigga Slatt that
You and your niggas the rat pack
I'll hop out with clips making flapjacks
No license whippin' bitch I'm Mad Max
My partner whip the bricks I bag that
You just bought it bitch i had that
Nigga quit hating, yo' trash ass
Mop, cook like some bacon, the clip fat
Not a drop nigga racing a big cat
Karate stock out of Asia it kicks back
Im with the gang its not a kick back
They make a f*ck nigga get back
Rob his ass he ain't getting his shit back
Louis, Amiri I mix match
If I like your chain it can get snatched
We do foreign exchange getting bricks back
Mako going up I'm chasing a big sack
Bitch its Cash, uh
Nigga matter of fact
I got a gat it'll blow you back
Don't let me catch you in this cul-de-sac
Yoppa' gone fire out the Cadillac
Yeah chopper go blat gat
Pull out a stack and I stack that
Snake on my waist nigga Slatt that
I want me a k I make that bitch matte black
With a strap on my back like its Baghdad
Get clapped by my niggas yo capping ass
Fertilizer I leave niggas in grasses
Get too close and my niggas get to blastin
2020 we put niggas in caskets
Check the Roley' watch the diamonds is frantic
Walk out the house lil' bitch I'm dressing fancy
Acting like a mouse, the Glock it gets antsy
Never been a hoe, nigga understand me
Touring with the bros, them niggas my family
New Givenchy with the tag, nigga scan me
F*ck nigga mad talking about "Cash why you scam me?"
Said I don't run the bank yo check it just ran me
I only mind the businesses that's paying me
You don't f*ck with your life, nigga try playin me
Bitch its Cash, uh
Nigga matter of fact
I got a gat it'll blow you back
Don't let me catch you in this cul-de-sac
Yoppa' gone fire out the Cadillac
Yeah chopper go blat gat
Pull out a stack and I stack that
Snake on my waist nigga Slatt that
Bitch its Cash, uh
Nigga matter of fact
I got a gat it'll blow you back
Don't let me catch you in this cul-de-sac
Yoppa' gone fire out the Cadillac
Yeah chopper go blat gat
Pull out a stack and I stack that
Snake on my waist nigga Slatt that
Bitch its Cash, uh
Nigga matter of fact
I got a gat it'll blow you back
Don't let me catch you in this cul-de-sac
Yoppa' gone fire out the Cadillac
Yeah chopper go blat gat
Pull out a stack and I stack that
Snake on my waist nigga Slatt that
Bitch its Cash, uh
Nigga matter of fact
I got a gat it'll blow you back
Don't let me catch you in this cul-de-sac
Yoppa' gone fire out the Cadillac
Yeah chopper go blat gat
Pull out a stack and I stack that
Snake on my waist nigga Slatt that
Pull out a stack and I stack that
Snake on my waist nigga Slatt that
Stack and I stack and I stack that
Mako Cash - Mad Max Lyrics
Mako Cash - Mad Max Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
English
Bitch its Cash, uh
Nigga matter of fact
I got a gat it'll blow you back
Don't let me catch you in this cul-de-sac
Yoppa' gone fire out the Cadillac
Yeah chopper go blat gat
Pull out a stack and I stack that
Snake on my waist nigga Slatt that
You and your niggas the rat pack
I'll hop out with clips making flapjacks
No license whippin' bitch I'm Mad Max
My partner whip the bricks I bag that
You just bought it bitch i had that
Nigga quit hating, yo' trash ass
Mop, cook like some bacon, the clip fat
Not a drop nigga racing a big cat
Karate stock out of Asia it kicks back
Im with the gang its not a kick back
They make a f*ck nigga get back
Rob his ass he ain't getting his shit back
Louis, Amiri I mix match
If I like your chain it can get snatched
We do foreign exchange getting bricks back
Mako going up I'm chasing a big sack
Bitch its Cash, uh
Nigga matter of fact
I got a gat it'll blow you back
Don't let me catch you in this cul-de-sac
Yoppa' gone fire out the Cadillac
Yeah chopper go blat gat
Pull out a stack and I stack that
Snake on my waist nigga Slatt that
I want me a k I make that bitch matte black
With a strap on my back like its Baghdad
Get clapped by my niggas yo capping ass
Fertilizer I leave niggas in grasses
Get too close and my niggas get to blastin
2020 we put niggas in caskets
Check the Roley' watch the diamonds is frantic
Walk out the house lil' bitch I'm dressing fancy
Acting like a mouse, the Glock it gets antsy
Never been a hoe, nigga understand me
Touring with the bros, them niggas my family
New Givenchy with the tag, nigga scan me
F*ck nigga mad talking about "Cash why you scam me?"
Said I don't run the bank yo check it just ran me
I only mind the businesses that's paying me
You don't f*ck with your life, nigga try playin me
Bitch its Cash, uh
Nigga matter of fact
I got a gat it'll blow you back
Don't let me catch you in this cul-de-sac
Yoppa' gone fire out the Cadillac
Yeah chopper go blat gat
Pull out a stack and I stack that
Snake on my waist nigga Slatt that
Bitch its Cash, uh
Nigga matter of fact
I got a gat it'll blow you back
Don't let me catch you in this cul-de-sac
Yoppa' gone fire out the Cadillac
Yeah chopper go blat gat
Pull out a stack and I stack that
Snake on my waist nigga Slatt that
Bitch its Cash, uh
Nigga matter of fact
I got a gat it'll blow you back
Don't let me catch you in this cul-de-sac
Yoppa' gone fire out the Cadillac
Yeah chopper go blat gat
Pull out a stack and I stack that
Snake on my waist nigga Slatt that
Bitch its Cash, uh
Nigga matter of fact
I got a gat it'll blow you back
Don't let me catch you in this cul-de-sac
Yoppa' gone fire out the Cadillac
Yeah chopper go blat gat
Pull out a stack and I stack that
Snake on my waist nigga Slatt that
Pull out a stack and I stack that
Snake on my waist nigga Slatt that
Stack and I stack and I stack that
Nigga matter of fact
I got a gat it'll blow you back
Don't let me catch you in this cul-de-sac
Yoppa' gone fire out the Cadillac
Yeah chopper go blat gat
Pull out a stack and I stack that
Snake on my waist nigga Slatt that
You and your niggas the rat pack
I'll hop out with clips making flapjacks
No license whippin' bitch I'm Mad Max
My partner whip the bricks I bag that
You just bought it bitch i had that
Nigga quit hating, yo' trash ass
Mop, cook like some bacon, the clip fat
Not a drop nigga racing a big cat
Karate stock out of Asia it kicks back
Im with the gang its not a kick back
They make a f*ck nigga get back
Rob his ass he ain't getting his shit back
Louis, Amiri I mix match
If I like your chain it can get snatched
We do foreign exchange getting bricks back
Mako going up I'm chasing a big sack
Bitch its Cash, uh
Nigga matter of fact
I got a gat it'll blow you back
Don't let me catch you in this cul-de-sac
Yoppa' gone fire out the Cadillac
Yeah chopper go blat gat
Pull out a stack and I stack that
Snake on my waist nigga Slatt that
I want me a k I make that bitch matte black
With a strap on my back like its Baghdad
Get clapped by my niggas yo capping ass
Fertilizer I leave niggas in grasses
Get too close and my niggas get to blastin
2020 we put niggas in caskets
Check the Roley' watch the diamonds is frantic
Walk out the house lil' bitch I'm dressing fancy
Acting like a mouse, the Glock it gets antsy
Never been a hoe, nigga understand me
Touring with the bros, them niggas my family
New Givenchy with the tag, nigga scan me
F*ck nigga mad talking about "Cash why you scam me?"
Said I don't run the bank yo check it just ran me
I only mind the businesses that's paying me
You don't f*ck with your life, nigga try playin me
Bitch its Cash, uh
Nigga matter of fact
I got a gat it'll blow you back
Don't let me catch you in this cul-de-sac
Yoppa' gone fire out the Cadillac
Yeah chopper go blat gat
Pull out a stack and I stack that
Snake on my waist nigga Slatt that
Bitch its Cash, uh
Nigga matter of fact
I got a gat it'll blow you back
Don't let me catch you in this cul-de-sac
Yoppa' gone fire out the Cadillac
Yeah chopper go blat gat
Pull out a stack and I stack that
Snake on my waist nigga Slatt that
Bitch its Cash, uh
Nigga matter of fact
I got a gat it'll blow you back
Don't let me catch you in this cul-de-sac
Yoppa' gone fire out the Cadillac
Yeah chopper go blat gat
Pull out a stack and I stack that
Snake on my waist nigga Slatt that
Bitch its Cash, uh
Nigga matter of fact
I got a gat it'll blow you back
Don't let me catch you in this cul-de-sac
Yoppa' gone fire out the Cadillac
Yeah chopper go blat gat
Pull out a stack and I stack that
Snake on my waist nigga Slatt that
Pull out a stack and I stack that
Snake on my waist nigga Slatt that
Stack and I stack and I stack that
Writer: Jordan Miller
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid