Cash Cow

Yo, yo, yo, yo

Shiro, if you need Shiro, you gotta understand we need shit

Yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Bitch, it get active from east to south, bitch, it get active from east to south

Pull up, get active go back to the mound, know that lil' Prada a cash cow

Huh, bitch, just look at me now, run up the racks, I know that you proud

Look at my scram ass fat like the sun, look at the titties that sit on my gun

You gotta know these bitches love mon', you gotta know these bitches love drugs

It ain't enough mo'fuckin' funds, it ain't enough, it's never enough

Took that boy blick then went back to the bluff, I love slimin' for stuff

7.30, yeah, oh yeah, 7.30 with 30-round Glock

Flathead, yeah, oh yeah, grab the flathead then I get in your car

You gotta know who you mo'fuckin' are, these **** pull up and aim for your heart

These **** really just want pull your card, no, you cannot just believe what you see

You gotta know who you mo'fuckin' be, say lil' twin just hop out on feet

Yo, twin, just take me a pic, I'm not no rat, but bitch, I got cheese

Hell yeah, I'm at the shell, pour in the back, I saw you, QP

You gotta know we takin' shit down, young Prada5 hop out the backseat

Expensive habits, two hundred a tee, I'm Prada5, I be what you be

My bitch bad, overly tea, she get the bag then bring it to me

You gotta watch, these hos just be lyin', I peep the cap, I peep everything

7.30, I'm goin' insane, 7.30, I'm slidin' with slime

Yo, what's poppin', what's on your brain? Fine shit cool, but she fuck with lames

Bitch, it get active from east to south, bitch, it get active from east to south

Pull up, get active go back to the mound, know that lil' Prada a cash cow

Huh, bitch, just look at me now, run up the racks, I know that you proud

Look at my scram ass fat like the sun, look at the titties that sit on my gun

You gotta know these bitches love mon', you gotta know these bitches love drugs

It ain't enough mo'fuckin' funds, it ain't enough, it's never enough

Took that boy blick then went back to the bluff, I love slimin' for stuff

7.30, yeah, oh yeah, 7.30 with 30-round Glock

Yo, yo, yo, yo

Yo, yo