Текст песни Cashaholic - Reezy

I just dropped a bag off at Whatchacallits
30s on a muscle car, my shit look brawlic
Shittin' and these niggas can't do shit about it

I'm addicted to the cash, Ima Cashaholic
I just dropped a bag off at Whatchacallits
30s on a muscle car, my shit look brawlic
My block been doing Drizzy numbers since I started
Tell me whats the issue, we got Magazines
Niggas masked up, like it's Halloween
I can work the stove just like Paula Dean
Whippin' up a full course
Catch me in a new Porsche

Diamonds cold like New York
Bitch I ball like Too Short
I'm gone hit them streets and turn
That bitch into my food court
All my niggas eating
Treat that Beef just like some pulled pork
All this water on me
What the fuck I need a pool for
Aye, I came out the slums
I'm bout to shit on these niggas
Aye, like I got the runs
I live on the top of the building
Aye, your bitch wanna come
I take my dick out her pussy
Aye, then bust on her tongue
Just got them birds in
I'm bout to let these bitches fly
I told all my girlfriends
I want the biggest piece of the pie
I got on Versace lens
None of that petty shit catch my eye
You gone pay back what I lend
When it come to this money
Don't play bout mine cuz they know

I'm addicted to the cash, Ima Cashaholic
I just dropped a bag off at Whatchacallits
Thirties on a muscle car, my shit look brawlic
My block been doing Drizzy numbers since I started
Tell me whats the issue, we got Magazines
Niggas masked up, like it's Halloween
I can work the stove just like Paula Dean
Whippin' up a full course
Catch me in a new Porsche

Nine eleven
I been in and out the seven
Double R, on the Leather
He seen a ghost and called the Reverend
Cartier diamonds on my wrist
Yea you shinin' but not like this
I can't even tell you what time it is
Tax this niggas like government
I gotta few hoes, they do what they told
I bout to link up with the plug, I need to reload
My jewelry froze from the times
I done slept in the cold
I'm smoking on super glue
While I stick to the code
I don't know you like that
Don't call me bros
Ha ha ha to the bank
Bitch I'm no joke
Exclusive fashion, we'll never
Wear the same clothes
Ballin' so hard on these niggas
I'm bout to go pro

I'm addicted to the cash, Ima Cashaholic
I just dropped a bag off at Whatchacallits
Thirties on a muscle car, my shit look brawlic
My block been doing Drizzy numbers since I started