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Cash First

by Lil Jitt

Lil Jutt (Verse 1):
Lil bitch I'm from Texas
Yea, I'm young and I'm reckless
Pull up I'm flexing, got guns like a veteran
Two Glocks fuck a wesson
A goofy run up my nigga gon' stretch him
We got guns like academy
These .556 they hollow, They fuck up yo anatomy
I'm smoking on gas and I'm fucking yo bitch
Sipping lean watching anime
Yo bitch wanna fuck on a g cause I'm lit
And I'm stuck on a paper chase
Yea I'm bout that cash, yea I'ma go get it
Nigga I'm a go getta
I got some drank heads they pour a 8th up
Niggas really some sippers
None of that green shit got red lean cup bloody
Eyes low bitch I'm on it
Pappadeaux no Sonic
Too much percs make me vomit
Wake up smoke before I'm walking
Call my phone watch how you talking
Matter fact don't hit my phone
Don't need no friends leave me alone
I ain't tryna see no new faces
I ain't tryna beat no new cases
Gotta bad bitch thick not basic
Lil bitch tattooed with some braces



Chorus (Lil Jutt):
Cash First, you with the birds
Ain't talkin' bout money get left in the dirt
Shout out my plug always bringing them birds
Lil Jutt & Lil Corpse got yo bitch wanna flirt
Hit up the mall, hit the store fina splurge
Pop me a perc, pimp yo bitch for a purse
She give me head kick that bitch out the door
I'm on the road bitch I gotta get more

Cash First, you with the birds
Ain't talkin' bout money get left in the dirt
Shout out my plug always bringing them birds
Lil Jutt & Lil Corpse got yo bitch wanna flirt
Hit up the mall, hit the store fina splurge
Pop me a perc, pimp yo bitch for a purse
She give me head kick that bitch out the door
I'm on the road bitch I gotta get more



Lil Corpse (Verse 2):
Johnny Dang with the stove, I mean the grill
Pop me a seal nigga fuck how you feel
Chasing a mill, I needa eat
Ain't talkin' bout cash you get left in the streets
Where I'm from everyday Halloween
Told that lil' bitch to go get on her knees
Trick me a treat, I need it all
Bitch I'm a dog, always skatin' from laws
Always chasin' a bag
These niggas mad
Watchin' and hatin' while they bitch throwin' ass
I remember days airing shit out, stuck in a drought
Free all my bros who ain't makin' it out
I'm in it for cash, yo ass chasin' the clout
17 on my hip like some swangs it poke out
You can't copy the drip boy you know yo ass drown
All the hoes know who the fliest in town
All these niggas my sons but they dad not around
Shout out h-town, but bitch its cap city
Land of the Whitney
White bitch she look like Britney, still pimpin' like the 60s
Mobbin' with the killas you be mobbin with the bitches
Smoking on the gas LRG I be lifted
Gifted
All my niggas with it
Drac. tatted on me if you want it you can get it



Chorus (Lil Jutt):
Cash First, you with the birds
Ain't talkin' bout money get left in the dirt
Shout out my plug always bringing them birds
Lil Jutt & Lil Corpse got yo bitch wanna flirt
Hit up the mall, hit the store fina splurge
Pop me a perc, pimp yo bitch for a purse
She give me head kick that bitch out the door
I'm on the road bitch I gotta get more

Cash First, you with the birds
Ain't talkin' bout money get left in the dirt
Shout out my plug always bringing them birds
Lil Jutt & Lil Corpse got yo bitch wanna flirt
Hit up the mall, hit the store fina splurge
Pop me a perc, pimp yo bitch for a purse
She give me head kick that bitch out the door
I'm on the road bitch I gotta get more