Word to Yams歌词

I ain't worried bout no *****
Thumbin' through the check
Boi, money got me sick
My Ex done got me sick
Aye, cash cash
My car go fast fast
*****, Ferrari smash
Money bags, Aye
Yeah, she all on my ****
I might just smash
Pass her to my clique
Then I hit her last
I ain't worried bout no *****
Boi I'm off this gas, yeah
My phone blowin' up
I think they need some gas
I ain't worried bout no *****
Boi I'm off this gas
My phone blowin' up
I think they need some gas
Aye, these cops on my ass
Dirty kitchen, Dirty cash
Cash Carti, Money Bag$$
Yeah, hoe I keep a sack
Got a car filled with act
I'm a real ass *****
40 clip with the strap
Blow a ***** off the map
Blowin' backwards in the trap, aye
***** talkin' down, boy my ****** spray
I ain't worried bout no *****
Thumbin' through the check
Boi, money got me sick
My Ex done got me sick
Aye, cash cash
My car go fast fast
*****, Ferrari smash
Money Bag$$, Aye
Yeah, she all on my ****
I might just smash
Pass her to my clique
Then I hit her last
I ain't worried bout no *****
Boi I'm off this gas, yeah
My phone blowin' up
I think they need some gas
She a scene hoe
It's all good though
Pull down my pants, oh
Don't use yo hands, wow
I heard about you girl
You heard about me too
You heard I got them bands
I heard that mouth approve
I ain't worried bout no *****
Thumbin' through the check
Boi, money got me sick
My Ex done got me sick
Aye, cash cash
My car go fast fast
*****, Ferrari smash
Money bags, Aye
Yeah, she all on my ****
I might just smash
Pass her to my clique
Then I hit her last
I ain't worried bout no *****
Boi I'm off this gas, yeah
My phone blowin' up
I think they need some gas