[Intro: Cash Kidd]
N***as out here tryna take credit for shit we did
Let n***as get out there, feel me?
Long as the job get done
(Damn, Machu, why'd you have to do 'em like that?)

[Chorus: Cash Kidd]
Yeah, extra extra, read about it
Yeah, I can't really vouch for these n***as like that, I know we about it
Yeah, said she wanna fuck, wait a minute, hold up, let me think about it
Yeah, I ain't tryna cuff, bitch, your mouth the only thing gon' get a ring around it, yeah
Yeah, jail call, told bro he got a dub waitin' and he geeked about it
Yeah, I done felt so much pain, somеtimes, I want to sing about it
Yeah, n***as play internеt games with the smoke, want to tweet about it
Yeah, if it's ever up, n***a, it's forever stuck, we don't speak about it
Just be about it

[Verse 1: Cash Kidd]
Yeah, still bein' cheap about it
Yeah, actin' like I'm broke, I just tucked off two hundred fifty thousand
Yeah, I ain't goin' back, I was down, they act like they ain't seen me drownin'
Yeah, motherfuck a key, now this bitch push-to-start like a drinking fountain
Please shut the fuck up, why you keep on talkin' to me and you see me countin'?
Yeah, I don't never watch it, why the fuck I'm getting this hundred-inch TV mounted?
Yeah, ran up a hundred off unemployment fraud, n***a, send the routing
Yeah, record labels blowing up my phone, can't answer 'cause I'm in the mountains
Shh, we ain't gon' speak about it
[Chorus: Cash Kidd]
Yeah, extra extra, read about it
Yeah, I can't really vouch for these n***as like that, I know we about it
Yeah, said she wanna fuck, wait a minute, hold up, let me think about it
Yeah, I ain't tryna cuff, bitch, your mouth the only thing gon' get a ring around it, yeah
Yeah, jail call, told bro he got a dub waitin' and he geeked about it
Yeah, I done felt so much pain, sometimes, I want to sing about it
Yeah, n***as play internet games with the smoke, want to tweet about it
Yeah, if it's ever up, n***a, it's forever stuck, we don't speak about it
Just be about it

[Verse 2: Lil Bean]
Too exclusive
Brother call, got that shit on me, it ain't dookie
Los from the 9 probably pouring something stupid
Ever since they did that racist shit, it ain't Gucci
We don't speak about it
I ain't hard to find, n***as thinking that we tucked, n***a, we around
Yeah, we around, yeah
I'm the reason
Bitch probably mad her baby daddy want to be me
Probably more mad I only let the bitch eat me
Shit, don't wanna hit it if it's easy
I'm 'bout to start treatin' motherfuckers how they treat me
It's only real love when they sayin' R.I.P. me
The Louis pouch hold the FN like it's legal
N***a feelin' froggy, we might leave him where we meet him
[Chorus: Cash Kidd]
Yeah, extra extra, read about it
Yeah, I can't really vouch for these n***as like that, I know we about it
Yeah, said she wanna fuck, wait a minute, hold up, let me think about it
Yeah, I ain't tryna cuff, bitch, your mouth the only thing gon' get a ring around it, yeah
Yeah, jail call, told bro he got a dub waitin' and he geeked about it
Yeah, I done felt so much pain, sometimes, I want to sing about it (Damn, Machu, why'd you have to do 'em like that?)
Yeah, n***as play internet games with the smoke, want to tweet about it
Yeah, if it's ever up, n***a, it's forever stuck, we don't speak about it