I Swear To God All I Do Is Cash Out Song Lyrics By Bobby Shmurda. Main song words are I swear to God, all I do is cash out (All I do) and if you ain’t a ho, get up out my trap house!
I Swear To God All I Do Is Cash Out Song Lyrics
Y’all tryna make a next motherf^ckin’ scene up in here, huh?
It’s f^cking Shmurda she wrote (Ah-ah-ahh)
How much Shmoney’s that?
(Nah-ah-ahh! Ah-ahh!)
Grr-r-r-r!
Jahlil Beats, holla at me
And Truey on some hot n^gga (Hot n^gga)
Like I talk to Shyste when I shot n^ggas (What’s good?)
Like you seen him twirl, then he drop, n^gga (Seen him drop!)
And we keep them 9 millis on my block, n^gga
And Monte keep it on him, he done dropped n^ggas
And Trigger, he be wilding, he some hot n^gga
Tones known to get busy with them Glocks, n^gga
Try to run down and you can catch a shot, n^gga
Running through these checks ’til I pass out (Pass out)
And shorty give me neck ’til I pass out (Pass out)
I swear to God, all I do is cash out (All I do)
And if you ain’t a ho, get up out my trap house!
I been selling crack since like the fifth grade (Like the fifth grade)
Really never made no difference what the sh^t made (What the sh^t made)
Jaja taught me flip them packs and how to maintain (How to maintain)
Get that money back and spend it on the same thang
Shawty like the way that I ball out (Ball out)
I be getting money ’til I fall out (Fall out)
You talking cash, dog, I goes all out (All out)
Shorty love the way that I floss out (Floss out!)
Free Greezy, though, let all of my dogs out (Let my dogs out)
Mama said no P^ssycats inside my doghouse (P^ssy n^gga)
That’s what got my daddy locked up in the dog pound (Huh)
Free Phantom though, let all of my dogs out
We gon’ pull up in that hooptie like we cops on ’em
With them 16s, we gon’ put some shots on ’em
I send a lil’ thot to send the drop on him (Send it, send it)
She gon’ call me up and I’ma sic the hots on him (And I’ma, and I’ma)
Grimey savage, that’s what we are (We are)
Grimey shooters dressed in G-Star (Star)
GS9, I go so hard (Hard)
But GS for my gun squad (That’s for my gun squad)
And, b^tch, if it’s a problem, we gon’ gun-brawl (Bow n^gga!)
Shots popping out the AR (B-B-B-Bow, n^gga!)
I’m with Trigger, I’m with Rasha, I’m with A-Rod (B-B-B-Bow, n^gga!)
Broad daylight and we gon’ let them things bark
Tell them n^ggas free Meeshie, ho (Free Meeshie)
SUBwave, free Breezy, ho (Free Breezy, ho)
And tell my n^ggas, Shmurda teaming, ho (Shmurda teaming, ho)
Mitch caught a body about a week ago, week ago
F^ck with us and then we tweaking, ho, tweaking, ho
Run up on that n^gga, get to squeezing, ho, squeezing, ho
Everybody catching bullet holes, bullet holes (B-B-B-Boom!)
N^ggas got me on my bully, yo, bully, yo
I’ma run up, put that gun on him (That gun on him)
I’ma run up, go dumb on him (Dumb on him)
N^ggas got me on that young sh^t (That young sh^t)
Got me on that go-dumb sh^t (Dumb sh^t)
Got me on that go-dumb sh^t, man
Trap mode in this motherf^cker
Hotter than a b^tch
Ayo, pour up! I need some more drank
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