Stuck inside your clutch, it's chilling to the touch (Uh)
Never liked it much and now you won't let go
(And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)
Uh, bitches be hatin' for nothin' and they just be fucking for free (Huh)
Ta-Taxing for the pussy, these niggas be going for fees
Ta-Taxing for the 'formance, I'm leavin' with fifty on me, huh
I'm leavin' with fifty on me, it's Cash Cobain on the beat (Bitch)
I've been prayin' so long, got deserted and shit
I've been prayin' so long, might of served man rock, gotta stop saying, "Shit"
LVL5 gang, we ain't pullin' up with a stick
Matter fact, we ain't pull up with nothin', we under you lineman tip
Uh, she got fat ass, she shakin' it, shakin' it, shakin' it (Huh, uh-huh)
She want me to pull off with pussy, I'm takin' it, she can't even take the shit (What, what, what, what, uh)
And it's 'Rula Santana racks, I'm havin' it, makin' it, breakin' it (Ahh-uhh)
I don't give a fuck 'bout your ex nigga he ain't makin' or breakin' it
Ca-Ca-Cash, y'all talkin' Carti, Cobain bitch (Yeah)
I ain't talkin' down on one, nigga that's sayin' shit (Damn), huh
She wanna fuck with a nigga, we already, Cash
She wanna fuck with a nigga who gettin' like three hundred K for a bash
Huh, and I'm too tired to be fucking with you
I'm rockin' LVL5 coat in an all-black coupe
'Rula Santana, you know how the gang go
That bitch on TikTok but I turn her to a brand new
Yeah, Bk the man, you know when I fuckin' go
Yeah, I rock with my man, you know where I got that stroke
Yeah, I ain't fuckin' with that ho 'cause she outgrow
I told a ho, "Get the middle part", 'cause I know that fuckin' hair dope
Bitches be hatin' for nothin' and they just be fucking for free (Huh)
Ta-Taxing for the pussy, these niggas be going for fees (Huh)
Ta-Taxing for the 'formance, I'm leavin' with fifty on me, huh
I'm leavin' with fifty on me, it's Cash Cobain on the beat (Bitch)
Uh, she got fat ass she shakin' it, shakin' it, shakin' it (Huh, uh-huh)
She want me to pull off with pussy, I'm takin' it, she can't even take the shit (What, what, what, what, uh)
And it's 'Rula Santana racks, I'm havin' it, makin' it, breakin' it (Ahh-uhh)
I don't give a fuck 'bout your ex nigga he ain't makin' or breakin' it
She got fat ass, she shakin' it, shakin' it, shakin' it
Gimme that pussy, don't play with it, I cannot go on a date with it
I'm never lackin', I stay with it, I go to bed and I lay with it
"Oh, that's your bitch", while I'm eatin' it, come to the mansion, I'm taming it
She checkin' my swag, so I put that cheque in her bag
They know that I'm slizzy, they fuck with the slatt, but I cannot fuck with no rat
Try not to get put in a pack
Say slizzy was lackin', that's cap
Watch me pull up with the racks in her bag, the bad bitches, they gon' attack
Bitches be hatin' for nothin' and they just be fucking for free (Huh)
Ta-Taxing for the pussy, these niggas be going for fees (Huh)
Ta-Taxing for the 'formance, I'm leavin' with fifty on me, huh
I'm leavin' with fifty on me, it's Cash Cobain on the beat (Bitch)
Uh, she got fat ass she shakin' it, shakin' it, shakin' it (Huh, uh-huh)
She want me to pull off with pussy, I'm takin' it, she can't even take the shit (What, what, what, what, uh)
And it's 'Rula Santana racks, I'm havin' it, makin' it, breakin' it (Ahh-uhh)
I don't give a fuck about your ex nigga he ain't makin' or breakin' it