Текст песни Cash Cow - 21 K

See I'm a cash cow, I need my cash now And if you movin', how you movin'
Better back down My niggas movin' and they creepin' in the
background My niggas caught you lackin', you will never
lack now Yeah, it's 21, oh yeah, it's 21

Niggas think it's sweet, niggas think it's honey bun
No, we gon' pop em', drop em', hit em' with this Tommy gun
My niggas movin', how they movin', can't nobody run
They say I'm cappin', how I'm cappin', was never cappin' then

I call you trap, and you was trappin', never trap again
Don't beef with niggas, cause beef with niggas is whack, my friend
So pray to God, and pray for God, then I say amen
And I can't lose, I'm makin' moves, I'm in my groove

My cha-cha smooth, Jimmy Choo's, you give me two, I give you eight
I make sure your shit is straight, I'm on time, but I'm not too late
I woke up to push this weight, and only few can get this plate
And I can't chalk you off my slate, I won't forgive you to this day

That you can't come to my estate
And DJ at the Golden Gates, and I got hands like Golden Tate
And I got hands like Golden Tate
And I got hands like Golden Tate

See, I'm a cash cow, I need my cash now
And if you movin', how you movin', better back down
My niggas movin', and they creepin' in the background
My niggas caught you lackin', you will never lack now

Yeah, it's 21, oh yeah, it's 21
Niggas think it's sweet, niggas think it's honey bun
And we gon' pop em', drop em', hit em' with this Tommy gun
My niggas movin', how they movin', can't nobody run

I'm back, and I'm better, wear black with the leather
Don't fuck with these birds, and I don't like the feathers
This bitch is sick for me, under the weather
Got tired of waiting for them college letters

I Don't like flannel, so I rock sweaters
I've been the boy since 06
I thought you knew, but y'all don't know shit
When I come up, bring the whole clique

And I'm like, whoa, and I'm gon' go
And I was 17, my mom scared me out the door
And I was broke and hungry, and kept it on the low
Need more money, these 9-to-5's too slow

Put verbs on beats, now I'm about to blow
See, I'm a cash cow, I need my cash now
And if you movin', how you movin', better back down
My niggas movin', and they creepin' in the background

My niggas caught you lackin', you will never lack now
Yeah, it's 21, oh yeah, it's 21
Niggas think it's sweet, niggas think it's honey bun
And we gon' pop em, drop em, hit em with this Tommy gun

My niggas movin', how they movin', can't nobody run
My niggas movin', how they movin', can't nobody run