Chase N. Cashe

Chase N. Cashe - Anita Dollars lyrics

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[Hook]

I got a bad bitch and a fast whip

And the team my niggas with me

Getting mad rich

I got a crown upon my head

Cause I ain’t average

I want it all for everyday

That I ain’t had shit

Yeah I need all that, all that

All that, all that, all that

All the silly games you playing

And I ain’t on that

But if you talking about payment

I’m in all that

Yeah I need all that, all that

I need all that

My favorite color is the green

But I’m in all black

My bitch got bread up in her eyes

From the contact

Me I got smoke up in lungs

From the loud pack

These niggas broke up in the club

Looking down back

Me I’m surrounded by niggas

Concealing all straps

We don’t believe in credit cards

We spending all cash

If there ain’t flowers on the bottles

Send em all back

If I ain’t wavy on these hoes

What you call that?

All the niggas loosing the swag,

I never fall back

That’s why cause I ain’t been in my swag

I never bought that

Told you niggas on enemy

That I was all cash

Bet you niggas remember me

I’m talking mad shit

Band making you little league

I’m off to bad bitch

You still in charge guarantee

I’m bout to cash in

Streets are my whole guarantee

They bout to blast in

[Hook]

I got a bad bitch and a fast whip

And the team my niggas with me

Getting mad rich

I got a crown upon my head

Cause I ain’t average

I want it all for everyday

That I ain’t had shit

Yeah I need all that, all that

Yeah I need all that, all that

All that, all that, all that

All the silly games you playing

And I ain’t on that

But if you talking about payment

I’m in all that

Yeah I need all that, all that

I said all that

I’m tryina see it all into my vision all black

Until they put me in the grave

I’m chasing all cash

They put the money in the bank I take it all back

I put my money in my safe, I’m on my scrooge shit

I wasn’t built to play it safe upon some cool shit

See a lot of nigga goin broke upon some fool shit

These the same niggas that I never ever grew with

These the same niggas hoes never ever choosin

Cause you niggas lame, they can see it in your movements

They call me the main yeah they like the way I ball out

Age is 16 is when I learned to shut em all down

Pointed at the icebergs and told them take em all down

Now I point that nice verse peter on my phone now

See me with them white girls, lightskin and them dark browns

Pulling up in front of the club, bout to park now when

[Hook]

I got a bad bitch and a fast whip

And the team my niggas with me

Getting mad rich

I got a crown upon my head

Cause I ain’t average

I want it all for everyday

That I ain’t had shit

Yeah I need all that, all that

All that, all that, all that

All the silly games you playing

And I ain’t on that

But if you talking about payment

I’m in all that

Yeah I need all that, all that

I need all that.

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