Stayed Da Same 2 Lyrics – Cashout Mike
Singer: Cashout Mike
Title: Stayed Da Same 2
Phew, phew
Ahhh!
First of all, where that money at?
Chop’ hit him is his f#ckin’ head
I’ve been sippin’ too much Yak
I feel that sh#t flow in my head
Why these people f#ckin’ cap?
Like, soon you finna end up dead
And all them boy’s around you, they not ’bout it, we pull up, they fled
I be tryna figure out how I can get up to this bread
Money comin’ in, this sh#t is green, my favorite food is bread
Wocky fillin’ all up in my belly, finna end up dead
If you run up on me, Choppa hit him in his f#ckin’ head
So don’t do that
They know that opp quick to attack
I’m shoppin’, I don’t look at the tag
Kill that boy, give that boy a tag
If you by yourself, boy, you better not lack
I’m tellin’ you know, sh#t get real bad
And this bih been actin’ strange
Get the money in multiple ways
Don’t even care to come look in my face
I’m finna pour up the Wock’ in the vase
Sippin’ that, sippin’ that, feel like I’m lace
Don’t give a f#ck about what you gon’ say
I’m finna pull out that maf#ckin’ K
I’m finna end this sh#t right in your face
I’m finna get myself out of the case
Fillin’ that money up inna briefcase
Slidin’ on opp and we dodgin’ the case
If that boy lackin’, you know we gon’ chase
That boy inna blunt and it go to the face (Ahhh!)
First of all, where that money at?
Chop’ hit him is his f#ckin’ head
I’ve been sippin’ too much Yak
I feel that sh#t flow in my head
Why these people f#ckin’ cap?
Like, soon you finna end up dead
And all them boy’s around you, they not ’bout it, we pull up, they fled
I be tryna figure out how I can get up to this bread
Money comin’ in, this sh#t is green, my favorite food is bread
Wocky fillin’ all up in my belly, finna end up dead
If you run up on me, Choppa hit him in his f#ckin’ head
So don’t do that
They know that opp quick to attack
I’m shoppin’, I don’t look at the tag
Kill that boy, give that boy a tag
If you by yourself, boy, you better not lack
I’m tellin’ you know, sh#t get real bad
And this bih been actin’ strange
Get the money in multiple ways
Don’t even care to come look in my face
I’m finna pour up the Wock’ in the vase
Sippin’ that, sippin’ that, feel like I’m lace
Don’t give a f#ck about what you gon’ say
I’m finna pull out that maf#ckin’ K
I’m finna end this sh#t right in your face
I’m finna get myself out of the case
Fillin’ that money up inna briefcase
Slidin’ on opp and we dodgin’ the case
If that boy lackin’, you know we gon’ chase
That boy inna blunt and it go to the face
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