Cash App Songtext
von 22Gz

Grrt
Bap-bap-bow, bap-bap, bap-bap-bap-bap
Ghosty
Gang, gang, gang
Blicky, the blicky

Spinnin′ with blickys and black flags
Gun in my 'Miris, been itchin′ to clap that
I had a gun in my backpack
Blicky, the blicky, run down, where that stash at?
I pay them hitters through Cash App
Shooters like Mitchell, put holes in his snapback
We stuffin' bodies in trash bags
I bet them hollow tips turn him to hashtags


She a lil' baba (baba-baba)
Willing to line a nigga for the slappings
Been movin′ tactic
If it ain′t on my waist, I got it in my jacket
My shooters assassins
7.62s make 'em do backflips
My lil′ juvie a savage
Got a .40, a Ruger, that came with attachments

Ain't with the chit-chat
Semi gon′ split that, open that six pack (gang, gang, gang)
Now he got a shit bag
Blicky gon' kick back, why would I miss that?
His medulla, we cracked it
Bending the whip, pull up sprayin′ and blastin'
I see you wanna rap diss
Sayin' my name is gon′ come with a casket

Spinnin′ with blickys and black flags
Gun in my 'Miris, been itchin′ to clap that
I had a gun in my backpack
Blicky, the blicky, run down, where that stash at?
I pay them hitters through Cash App
Shooters like Mitchell, put holes in his snapback
We stuffin' bodies in trash bags
I bet them hollow tips turn him to hashtags


Twirlin′, spinnin', swervin′, bendin'
Lurkin' with it, purgin′, drillin′
Tinted windows, Glock extendos
Hangin' out Suburbans with it
I think she want me to slap that
Pulled up on it, had the strap in my backpack
Shawty a eater like Kat Stacks
Back out the blicky, go crazy like Mad Max

Spinnin′ with blickys and black flags
Gun in my 'Miris, been itchin′ to clap that
I had a gun in my backpack
Blicky, the blicky, run down, where that stash at?
I pay them hitters through Cash App
Shooters like Mitchell, put holes in his snapback
We stuffin' bodies in trash bags
I bet them hollow tips turn him to hashtags