Marked me at the station
Trust me I ain't saint
Shit, I mean
I ain't trying to go against it
“Good Girl”stat
You know that makes it so bad
Badder than them bad gals
So what？
What are them cash routes？
Trust me with them
I ain't with them bum broads
Understand I got long long long lasting numbers
Cash rules everything around us
Me and you is the only thing that is not
They trying to count our dealings
Test our feeling
Hold hoe
Get the **** up out of our business
Got me whipping on the fast lane
Got you tripping on that foreign name
Don't be surprised now
All them hoes price down
Chop chop chop sticks
Got rice bitch？
Tax it
Mr. Miyagi taught me how to wax it
Get up out our store if you ain't making transactions
Oh so why are you mad now？
It was not personal back when I had my face down
Remember that？ Now my business got you hurt huh？
What can I say？
It's never ever personal
Cash rules everything around us
Me and you is the only thing that is not
They trying to count our dealings
Test our feeling
Hold hoe
Get the **** up out of our business
Got me whipping on the fast lane
Got you tripping on that foreign name
No mother****ers come before you
I'm from the jungle thought I told you
How you feel？ How you feel？ How you feel？ How you feeling？
Give me all of them daddy cause I deserve them
I put the wok on fireplace when the lights were off
Now we slicing Wagyu with some truffle white sauce
大層なもんですな
現実なんてそんな大切か？
過剰？不足？生まれる格差
We have just enough ****s for
Only each other screaming
Cash rules everything around us
Me and you is the only thing that is not
They trying to count our dealings
Test our feeling
Hold hoe
Get the **** up out of our business
Cash rules everything around us
Me and you is the only thing that is not
They trying to count our dealings
Test our feeling
Hold hoe
Get the **** up out of our business