Von-T - Drippin' WIT Cash Lyrics

I be drippin wit cash bae
I be drippin wit cash yea
I'm gettin the cash
I'm gettin a bag
You know that I'm drippin wit cash bae

I be drippin wit cash bae
I be gettin the cash yea
We get in the bag
Don't know how to act
We actin a ass for the cash yea

I be drippin wit cash bae
I be drippin wit cash yea
We gettin the cash
I'm gettin a bag
You know that I'm drippin wit cash bae

I be drippin wit cash bae
I be gettin the cash yea
We run up a band
Don't know how to act
It's all about getting the cash yea aye

Runnin that shit cause I know that wit it
Talkin bout cash and I know I'm gon get it
Pull up to all of these shows and wit it
Makin the doe and my niggas gon split it

All of my young niggas out here be wit it
Hustling hopin they don't get a sentence
Most of us don't even know what acquit is
Damn sho it wasn't a nigga invent it

That's why my niggas get cash
And we so addicted to doe
But then turn around get in the club
And blow that shit all on a hoe
50 To come through door
20's in one's floor
60 Niggas 100 bitches
80 Percent niggas broke

For All my niggas in this bitch yea
I think I finally found my niche yea
Boy they done told me you a snitch yea
I took her home just off my wrist yea
I see a whole lot cash yea
Done did some shit that made her sad yea
I'm sorry mama I act an ass yea
I'll Be back in flash
I'm doin a dash
To run round the city to stack up the cash

I be drippin wit cash bae
I be drippin wit cash yea
I'm gettin the cash
I'm gettin a bag
You know that I'm drippin wit cash bae

I be drippin wit cash bae
I be gettin the cash yea
We get in the bag
Don't know how to act
We actin a ass for the cash yea

I be drippin wit cash bae
I be drippin wit cash yea
We gettin the cash
I'm gettin a bag
You know that I'm drippin wit cash bae

I be drippin in cash bae
I be gettin the cash yea
We run up a band
Don't know how to act
Cause I be drippin cash aye bae

Everyday when I was young
The motto was to stay in school
And I could live as healthy
And comfortable as the white man do
But at the end of the month
When the bills hit and the rent is due
I'm forced to wear the helmet
Ride the wave I got to make it through

I'm looking confused
Plus I'm bussin my ass
But I can't get ahead
Cause the economy out here be boosting his bag
His family is rich
This nigga never had to pay for shit
My family is struggling pockets needs answers
So fuck it I guess that I'm poppin the clip

Shot a DM to my nigga today
Told him I'm out here I'm needin the weight
I'm talkin that protein that heavy that whey
He ask where I'm at and he'll be on the way
Gave the address he pulled to my place

But not at the house at the bando ok
We do the exchange an we go separate way
I break down the chicken a quarter a plate
Snatch you bag by the end of the day

Some go to bills
Some to donate
Gave to momma to make sure she straight
Make sure the kids are all good and they ate
Just has a thought for THOT no girl
Meaning no woman to try to frustrate
No I don't give a fuck what you think
Ugh Damn I need a drink

ATL Magic City 3 shots of straight Roca Patron
My feeling hide inside I got my helmet on
Don't hit my line I'll call you right back later on
And I don't even know how I'm gone make it home

I'm movin really slow
But time be movin fast
I walkin sluggish
Boy don't make me spill my glass

Real niggas in here bout to change the overcast
We came in drippin wit cash
And bundled wit bags
And covered wit cash