I WROTE THIS PROD. CASH COBAIN E

Ghost Gang shit. And this beat is live, Cash. Cash was popping. Watch how I swerve when I Gas. Fleek. Yeah. She used to get a cold shoulder. Used to treat me like a bozo. Pocket stuffed, pockets loaded. Pockets fat, pockets bloated. Yeah, she pulling my dick and she blowed it. Ooh, ayy. She gave me neck. I said I was the best and I showed It. Ooh, ayy. Best. I put in that work and they notice. Ayy, got Cash on the beat. Yeah, but Fleek, he wrote this. Ooh, your bitch is a treat. I pull out My dick and she rode it. After I fuck, I leave. She was just mine for the moment. I ain't saving no bitches. I'ma pass her to the homies. Only fuck with rich bitches. I don't care about the homies. Only fuck with thick bitches. I don't care about the bonies. Shorty built like a stallion, so she ride it Like a pony. All these rocks in my medallion, Got my chain looking stony. And it's still fuck the jakes. Tell the niggas, "Free Tony." I kick shit like soccer. I don't need no goalie. RIP Speak and Knock. I do this shit by My lonely. I do this shit by my dolie. I'm blessed up like I'm holy. When I flex up, get my check up, I'ma Split that shit with my brodies. She used to get a cold shoulder. Used treat me like a bozo. Pocket stuffed, pockets loaded. Pockets fat, pockets bloated. Yeah, she pulling my dick and she blowed it. Ooh, ayy. I said I was the best and I showed it. Ooh, ayy. I put in that work and they notice. Ayy, got Cash on the beat. Yeah, but Fleek, he wrote this. Ooh, yeah. Ghost Gang