Chubby Jag - Cashin' Out Freestyle lyrics

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Chubby Jag - Cashin' Out Freestyle lyrics

[Hook] Got a thousand grams so I ride around with my chopper Keep the dutch full of kush and keep a cup full of vodka My closet got more sneaks than a foot locker And every day I stuff my face with steak and lobsters Got a kilo on my wrist b**h I'm cashin' out Got a kilo on my neck yes I'm cashin' out Got a thousand grams so I ride around with my chopper Keep the dutch full of kush and keep a cup full of vodka [Verse 1] I'm high that's why I be in my zone Grams of that grand daddy I be getting stoned This chick said damn, daddy why you never call my phone? Don't you kids got a damn daddy b**h leave me alone I'm not tryna hear your problems, I've got problems of my own Like mixing syrup with ciroc and mixing mollys with patron If you f** the first night then I might probably take you home And if you swallowing the pipe then you could probly get a loan You could owe me but you gotta blow me like a saxophone 'Cause you wasn't with me rappin on that microphone b**h, you need a lot but you don't think a lot 'Cause you drink a lot and smoke weed a lot But I can tell you don't read a lot 'Cause you're talking stupid you need to stop Just call me when you need the co*k And I'll call you when I need to pop I need the gwuap so I need a chick That Don't need sh** she just need the dick The weed get lit til' I'm pa**ing out b**h I'm about to put another cla**ic out I'm spazzing out, I'm not a has been I get the cash in then I'm cashin' out [Verse 2] Louie's got the grams but still we gotta heat ‘em I'mma pill it if you say that I'mma deal your wrist watch I'mma chill it, I'mma make you n***as feel it If it's lookin', I'mma grill it, told you n***as I'mma k** it Jag keep it real, chubby pocket swole up The whole know as soon as we roll up I'm like roll up, a ho hold up Cuz these b**hes out tonight, they know us They lean on me, they, they called up They stand around cuz we poured up I'm turnt up like so what sh** movin fast but I'm slowed up She loose loose, fat'o thang like Bruce Bruce f** nearly she a**ed out Cuz we rackin' up, Yup we cashed out Chubby [Hook]