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BossMan Dlow - Cash Shit (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bossman Dlow
Bossman Dlow
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Devante McCreary
Devante McCreary
Songwriter
Jack Thierer
Jack Thierer
Songwriter
Levin Buhtz
Levin Buhtz
Songwriter
Jack Cohen-Mungan
Jack Cohen-Mungan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yakree
Yakree
Producer
Tapekid
Tapekid
Producer
Audio Jacc
Audio Jacc
Producer
Maddox "MaddMix" Chhim
Maddox "MaddMix" Chhim
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Thanks, Yakree
This shit gon' be crazy, Jacc
[Chorus]
I'm so damn rich, I talk cash shit
I drive fast shit, I keep a bad bitch (Come here, bae)
Six black trucks, come through like Donald Trump (Donald Trump)
I got in the trap, ran it up fast like I'm Forrest Gump (Yoom)
It's me and you in this coupe, let's just ride, baby (Let's just ride, baby)
Wrist hittin', I can't even tell the time, baby (Bling)
You with a boss, you ain't gotta work a nine-to-five, baby (Come here, bae)
Tell your homegirls you with a rich **** now, baby (Uh)
[Verse 1]
First-class flights (Uh), bae, let's take trips (Yeah)
Bae, here go five hundred, go get French tips (Come here, bae)
These Rick Owens, baby, these ain't Chuck Taylors (No)
She don't want no Michael Kors, she want Marc Jacobs (Come here, bae)
I know you tired of them losers, bae, come fuck with a winner (Come here, bae)
Ocean view, rooftop, steak and rice for dinner (Yeah)
Ask about me in the streets, I'm a real shit popper (Big Za)
I was fucked up, now I'm Gucci'd down to the boxers
I'm like, "Damn, mama, you look better with a boss" (Come here, lil' baby)
It's hard to stay up off of it, that ass super soft (Come here, bae)
This that big 'za, baby, I don't smoke chronic
I'ma run a sack up, call me Dlow Sonic
[Chorus]
I'm so damn rich, I talk cash shit
I drive fast shit, I keep a bad bitch (Come here, bae)
Six black trucks, come through like Donald Trump (Donald Trump)
I got in the trap, ran it up fast like I'm Forrest Gump (Yoom)
It's me and you in this coupe, let's just ride, baby (Let's just ride, baby)
Wrist hittin', I can't even tell the time, baby (Bling)
You with a boss, you ain't gotta work a nine-to-five, baby (Come here, bae)
Tell your homegirls you with a rich **** now, baby
Written by: Devante McCreary, Jack Cohen-Mungan, Jack Thierer, Levin Buhtz
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