This is a song about "Cash yeah"

Release the song, cash the lot

I know you just doing your job

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna shit,

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna shit,

Bitch you should see my wallet

Got a lotta cash like johnny cash, call me folsom

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

I get it, you got cash,

No one-half and i hate math

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

Group of white boys came out, their pockets rich in cash

See youse a nasty girl, wit yo fine ass

Cause the economies hungry for cash