Cashcache! - Go For Nun lyrics

[Intro] (I really like to use cash) (Plug) [Chorus] I'm back in the front, with a bad hoe Took her home and broke her back I see stars and just like bacon it get active where I'm at I told her, I'm a public image so with me don't get attached I came from nothing, I'm the same but my designer do not match I just practice what I preach, I go hit Saks then bless the trap Your partner flexing with that strap, he move slow he facing his lap I'm foolish how I pull out racks The streets we rasn, don't get off track [Verse 1] Feel like you ni**as owe me something Shawty said she love me, she act like she ain't the only one My X just called me, told me stop it, she know I can't go for none (I really like to use cash) I can show you some I'm not the one but still the one I told her sh*t, just pissed my arm They pissed I keep this pistol on I ain't at the house but I'm still working off the kitchen phone I ain't have to invest in them hoes to put them b*tches on I feel like I won't have a day off until my ni**as on I just set up shop, it sold out but I'm back with plenty more [Chorus] I'm back in the front, with a bad hoe Took her home and broke her back I see stars and just like bacon it get active where I'm at I told her, I'm a public image so with me don't get attached I came from nothing, I'm the same but my designer do not match I just practice what I preach, I go hit Saks then bless the trap Your partner flexing with that strap, he move slow he facing his lap I'm foolish how I pull out racks The streets we ran, don't get off track [Verse 2] I don't do coke, that's for your hoe I got Fishscale on my face Rest in peace to Kobe, I got two fours on me in the A My b*tch ass fat, titties fat, but she slim in the waist If you get out of body tell her [?] your face She know I ain't gon' love for long but right now I do what he can't If it won't work, I don't stress, why you should try fit in when you can't? Don't grab that piece, you bend or break, stop tryna' fit in where you ain't You shouldn't worry how I'm doing, with this b-roll I'm okay [Chorus] I'm back in the front, with a bad hoe Took her home and broke her back I see stars and just like bacon it get active where I'm at I told her, I'm a public image so with me don't get attached I came from nothing, I'm the same but my designer do not match I just practice what I preach, I go hit Saks then bless the trap Your partner flexing with that strap, he move slow he facing his lap I'm foolish how I pull out racks The streets we ran, don't get off track