Yung cash register aka lil broomstick
Copperbottom
[Verse 1]
22 bands my left hand chilling
In a new van, with my other hand steering
Monopolowa, in my dash cam sippin
Pussy n***a run when I'm AK gripping

Need a new watch, cause my time ain't ticking
I just shoot my shot, on the clock, blake griffin
Feeling like im Aang, all I know is water whipping
Like my ex, I'm the shit

Prada on my jeans I got
Pockets full of green
Pouring all this lean I don't
Mumble when I speak

Posted with a beam red dot
Rudolph on your spleen I be
Smoking on this green that I
Got from Charlie Sheen

Got racks (rach) in my Shack (shach), I be spending dough
I keep heat on my body like Abednego
I brought stacks, in my past I had a penny woah
But I still, ride or die, with my city though
[Chorus]
I whip it I whip it I mix up this plate though, put in some bacon, some lettuce, and mayo Potato Pot(ah)to Tomato Tom(ah)to and
Pina Colada Hakuna Matata
Fuck what you say n***a that is my motto
Swerve round' the corner when I push down on the throttle, I be
Cruising down the line, when my eyesights on a model, like girl, what you, want to, do with me
Get on this leather, and saddle my horse
Hop on this dick like an obstacle course

[Verse 2]
Hold up, wait, put it reverse
Acting like you bout it, but you had to rehearse (Hearse!)
Talking that shit n***a will get you merked (Merked!)
Young Diddy Kong, but my Hoo Haa won't work (Nerfed!)

Cash Registers are my fantasy (Fantasy)
My dreams go beyond, like Infinity (Infinity)
A bitch talking shit like she Brittany (Oh No)
I knock that bitch out like I'm Kennedy (Ayy!)

I got some head from the back of the truck
She bit my dick, I'm like "Nani TF"
Ice on my body like Yetis R Us
Only difference is that i'm not bankrupt

Copperbottom jeans, with the boots and the rust
Metro ran out of people he can trust
I got addicted to money and lust
I'm like a broomstick, yall n***as are dust
Put a hole, in a n***a like some cheerios
Til his body touch down, n***a superbowl
I take rounds out your back, like it's Merry Go
Like a menstral cycle, i gotta mean flow

[Chorus]
I whip it I whip it I mix up this plate tho, put in some bacon, some lettuce, and mayo Potato Pot(ah)to Tomato Tom(ah)to and
Pina Colada Hakuna Matata
Fuck what you say n***a that is my motto
Swerve round' the corner when i push down on the throttle, I be
Cruising down the line, when my eyesights on a model, like girl, what you, want to, do with me

Get on this leather, and saddle my horse
Hop on this dick like an obstacle course [2x]