Fast Money - Cdot Honcho, Sushi

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You know I gotta make this fast money now baby

Please understand please understand, you know I gotta make this fast money now

baby

A hunnit bands one hunnit bands, you know I gotta make this fast money now baby

Fast money in this fast lane

Used to be broke I won’t go back again

I used to be broke I’ll neva go back again

Fuck on the hoes they done for a fact I’ll neva hit back again

You will not see me in Kohls finna go pull up in Saks again

That 30 round fuck up ya nose take off the tail of your back again

Bitch you know what I’m on run up that back give a fuck what u on

Bitch you know how I’m sliding me and my joint give a fuck who at home

It ain’t money go and get you a phone

4−5 clip going right thru a dome

If a nigga want to fuck with the cash

Marco he really ain’t get on your ass

Bitch ill work up a purse or a bag ay

Fonem gon handle a problem

They know if I make it I gotem

Whoever I point at know that they shot em

This stick know I can’t doubt with this money I make it back selling

Niggas gon hate cuz we make this shit ugly

Try shit it’d get ugly

A hunnit bands one hundred bands

You know I gotta make this fast money now baby

Please understand please understand, you know I gotta make this fast money now

baby

A hunnit bands one hunnit bands, you know I gotta make this fast money now baby

Fast money in this fast lane

Used to be broke I won’t go back again

Had a talk with my niggas like we ain’t goin broke no more

Gotta run it up fuck with us niggas get lifted up shit ain’t no joke no more

Half of my bitches be mad that they suckin we really don’t fuck no more

I be chasing up bank when you having a bag you really can’t trust no hoes

A nigga do not get attached

I pull on your block wit a 50 attached

I keep all my niggas attached

I gotta get cash leave them hoes in the back

A nigga be ready to interfere that’s why I ride with the scopes in the back ay

Empty that bitch and I disappear don’t want to lose I be going off

Everyday I wake up I’m tryna get cake up

Or all of my niggas would be straight

So if you do not be resolving the dollas Ima prolly be late

I fuck on yo bitch then I holler

I promise you’ll neva see me on a date

I run up the bands walk up in saks with that shit in my hands

Blowing the dick that I fit in my pants bitch

A hunnit bands one hundred bands

You know I gotta make this fast money now baby

Please understand please understand, you know I gotta make this fast money now

baby

A hunnit bands one hunnit bands, you know I gotta make this fast money now baby

Fast money in this fast lane

Used to be broke I won’t go back again