#300 cash

Yeah ya boy toastin, steady floatin, maybe a little broken, but I’m finnin like wine, never dropped a dime, only flipped it, hustle gang ya I have equipped it, steady wit some slick shit I’m a boss, catch this money I toss, but bro we even in the club, fuck it show love, I am gang, yes we bang, it ain’t no thang, but anyways back to this, flow so dark but it’s ignites like bliss, or maybe a hiss, but ya gotta admit ya boy is crisp, so sit back an take sip, don’t talk back, uh huh baby no lip, favorite color blue but I am no crip,I just reminisce neighborhood NIP, victory lap, sorry no dab if we ain’t on that, can’t let the enemy to close, they steady throwing ropes but excuse me this ain’t no rodeo show, I am not a cowboy, maybe little childish but I’m blonde hair blue eye boy, probably could of stared in Troy, long live V & T.Roy, baba an sinner, can’t forget bout 1K till this day I pray we meet again