Van Buren Records – Cash Rules

Van Buren Records Cash Rules

Van Buren Records – Cash Rules Lyrics

Artist: Van Buren Records
Song: Cash Rules

Labels wanna signed me better bring me the brink trunk
Or my dawgs shooting like andrei kirilienko
b#tch i keep the blicky right inside in the peacoat
Ion want no problems dawg i’m really bout peace thou

Say my name correctly dawg i don’t play that sh#t bro
Gotta couple b#tch n#gg#s right on my hit list
We can say some names, we can more specific
Why you got grown men walking with loose lips?

Don’t throw stones boy you gotta glass jaw
You talk all that sh#t and then you hide behind it all
Write that sh#t in stone
It was written word to nas

I’ll be on my toes
Til the day my heart drops
Really imma hot hеad
Don’t you make me pop off

And really i’vе been waiting just to get you knocked out
Cuz i was on my #ss and all you did was close palm
That’s why you be distant cuz you know that sh#t was wrong
I could son yo #ss to

Hunnid on the dash too
Cash rules cash rules
Hunnid on the dash too
Cash rules cash rules

How it go up
Buy the store up
For the f#ck it
Bora bora

Pouring more up
For the f#ck of it
Copping more
Hold the door

I might flood ha wrist
Time to go up
Hit a stain
Then i doubled it

It be cold as minnesota
We be huddled up
Pint of soda
Diri cole

And a snapper fish
That’s my cousin don’t encourage, he get mad as sh#t
California i got shooters just like halliburton
You get buried

Put you outta service
Honda swerving
Almost hit the curb was
Switching lanes and

Riding dirty
Been up early
Since like 7:30
Bands is coming

Gang
Quintuple digis
If you want some verses
Off a, mixtape

Getting love from dublin
Aye
Lil haiti
Got my zoes in florida

Aye
It’s getting crazy
Strap my boots they prada
Aye

Couldn’t pay me to be you i promise
Tell the truth regardless
All white got 2 wears
Got 2 pairs as i hit dice

Late night bring the hookah out
Opposition want to shoot it out
Summer time gotta lay low
That heat coming like a set stove

2 bands and a metro
Catch em lacking at the citgo
My based fit is white tee
A dodger fitted and some nikes

n#gg#s need to bring beeper backs
Champ hoodies and adidas tag
Chopper touch em like he playing tag
Lost one watch me double that

You nice n#gg#s gon finish last
Real n#gg# imma be that
I could son yo dad n#gg#
I could son yo #ss to

Hunnid on the dash too
Cash rules cash rules
Cross me that’s a bad move
I pull up it’s bad news

Orgy in the bathroom
Suck me like a vacuum
She puttin up stats to
I kno big brother watching thats why i move stealthy

She say my nut taste like water that means i eat healthy
All that chatting ain’t go help ya pockets if ya ask me
Meanwhile i be running up a check jus like a track meet
Feel my texture

Beat drop my neck hurt
Y’all know where the heat at
Ay aziz i might need that
I need that next gen

Ps5 on the jump jet
Pocket watching from the ground floor
Damn i know you little upset
Bring the heat like a groundhog

Shortys bout to be my downfall
Damn i really don’t know y’all
Get to stepping out the front door
Damn y’all really philistines

Friends of foes is a friend of mine
Finna blow like a landmine
Pocket rockets it’s game time
It’s game time woah

Where you at baby
I been thinking about cash lately
Chewed gum with annihilators
‘94 been a mad baby

I don’t need to buy raf baby
I was born fly , bend it back baby
Being honest been tapped baby
Ima go ghost like pat swayze

I can tell the difference
Real n#gg#s move in silence
I can tell you people who be lying change the topic
I can tell a fat #ss way it moves

Man i’m a monster
Way that meechie rappin’ on this sh#t he need a sponsor
Vb n#gg#s in your town
It’s going down , that’s how it supposed to be

You can just tell by the sound, in your background
We ain’t approach our peak
Facts
My fault my bad

Money making off an ipad
Couple business deals, we decline that
Trying to own sh#t, on my own sh#t
Build up a network , on my own sh#t

And you ‘so sick’, like ’06
At a dead end and you hopeless
Getting roped into some b#llsh#t
About your best friend and some hoe chick

I don’t give a f#ck hoe
Whip the coupe like a truck hoe
Pushing up like a muscle
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Release Year: 2021