f*ckWitcha lyrics

[Intro]
(I really like to use cash)
What you got?
f*ck you mean you ain't got no money n*gga?
Yuh, yuh

[Chorus]
If you can't get no money dawg, I can't f*ck witcha
I don't care if I just met ya' or grew up with ya'
No, I ain't gon' talk to much, I'm just gon’ let them bucks get ya'
I hit him in his soft spot, thought you was tough n*gga
If you don't get no money, no we can't be friends
She call me half time 'cause I always bring the bands
n*gga like to talk, I like talkin’ with my hands
He said he a shooter but I can't tell by his stance

[Verse]
Countin’ blue and green but I pour the purple up
Goin’ through it quickly, yo' b*tch bouta slurp me up
My shoota keep that iron but if you play we burn you up
He reach for this ice, he get wicked, we burn him up (I really like to use cash)
You got hard times still, I can't relate
Workin’ by the oven shawty, I ain't bakin' cake
I was hungry now I got them mill’ meals on my plate
Million dollar trap, this a million dollar play
Stay away from strangers, ain't that what yo' mamma said?
So why the f*ck would I link up if you don't got no bread?
I told yo' b*tch to just flip over, I only want the head
These n*ggas model for Adidas, they don't got no checks
Water on me and the heater, you get super jet
I got hunnids on me, cheetah, I ran through the test
Blue tips, they some eaters, they rip through the vest
Real recognize reals and I don't recognize ya'
If you can't support the money, I can't get behind ya'
[Chorus]
If you can't get no money dawg, I can't f*ck witcha
I don't care if I just met ya' or grew up with ya'
No, I ain't gon' talk to much, I'm just gon’ let them bucks get ya
I hit him in his soft spot, thought you was tough n*gga
If you don't get no money, no we can't be friends
She call me half time 'cause I always bring the bands
n*gga like to talk, I like talkin’ with my hands (I really like to use cash)
He said he a shooter but I can't tell by his stance