Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop
Release the song, cash the lot
Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass
The people that you mug, you know they're fresh out of cash,
All bout the game, nothin bout the cash
Crawls right down the crack of your ass
Cash rules everything, even rules the future
See, i like the person that you are
Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark
But, i'm not in this for the cash, no i'm no shark
It's prestigious all the cash i made
I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate
You're acting hard like rappin' god's, like you're full of the cash,
We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last
Why do we have to have the cash and funds?
Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents
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