Yungen - Yung & Getting Cash Lyrics




I'm on a wave
I can't see a single hater through my shades
I'm on my job, yeah I'm made
Don't give a fuck what a hater gotta say cause I'm getting paid
Fly boys we just young and getting cash
Fly boys we just young and getting cash
Fly boys we just young and getting cash
Fly boys we just young and getting...

[Cashtastic:]
Ten grand in my bag, call it rack-sack
Man poured P's in that trap [?] nigga bring that back
I'm a fly boy and I talk to myself so they say I've got mad swag
In a hotel with a bad ting, slim waist, fat back

[Yungen:]
Back so big make you lose your mind
The way you killing it, it's gotta be a crime
No fronting, I want you from behind
Dagger, dagger that behind her blind

[Cashtastic:]
Listen, I'm not a robot
I call my own shots
I'm my own boss
Niggas real confident on the phone stuff, get slapped for your words, call it a phone-box

[Yungen:]
You don't wanna end up in a box my G
Might catch a M if you lost my P
Catch me in the ends with a hot lightie
Screaming Play Dirty, they can't stop my team
They booking me for their raves
Great outfit, black shades
Got 50 man in black J's
We just young boys mad paid
And we going in

I'm on a wave
I can't see a single hater through my shades
I'm on my job, yeah I'm made
Don't give a fuck what a hater gotta say cause I'm getting paid
Fly boys we just young and getting cash
Fly boys we just young and getting cash
Fly boys we just young and getting cash
Fly boys we just young and getting...

[Cashtastic:]
Listen, freshest nigga in the scene
Call me Mr. Clean
If money really talks, you man are Mr. Been
You ain't saying all that, you ain't saying a thing
I'm just here with my team and we getting it in, we get it in
Team winning, fuck a competition
Your wifey wants to fuck me nigga, that's her own decision
[?] when she hears my new flow
Vanished ting wants to beat, I'm gonna give her uno
What's that fam? That's one beat
Then I'm complete
She wants to lick the rapper in the en suite
I say it straight, I ain't really on tweets
Talking greez, come and buck me on the concrete
Hugh Hef, I've got them playboy bunnies G
Getting money, I can never be a bummy G
She said when we fuck I brighten up her day, I think she only love me for my Sunny D

I'm on a wave
I can't see a single hater through my shades
I'm on my job, yeah I'm made
Don't give a fuck what a hater gotta say cause I'm getting paid
Fly boys we just young and getting cash
Fly boys we just young and getting cash
Fly boys we just young and getting cash
Fly boys we just young and getting...

[Yungen:]
I be living like I'm young, swagging like I'm grown
Lemonade and shisha just to get me in the zone
Your girl is on my case, all she do is moan
Met her at the O2 now that bitch giving me dome
Getting rap money now, they think I've gone clear
Couldn't see me there now they jack it more clear
Catch me at a show, I've got all my dons there
Might grab a chain if you ain't from here
We be in a club, just me and my team
Ladies round the table, moving like they feems
Pretty little lightie told me she was 19
Hold up, Cash might have to bang that for me
Boy, are you kidding me
Swag is on infinity
Rap got your missus telling everyone she's missing me
See me with that ice on, doesn't mean I'm slipping G
Boy-boy-boy if you ever think you're dissing me





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