Cashier Fresh – Itunez
Genre Rap

LYRIC
Itunez

I just spent a iTunes check on HiTech
[Wait you don’t hear that bro?
Shit, bro mom’s coming down the steps hide that
Took over his whole trap, it’s a hijack
In the whip, armrest where the bomb at
Buy the bitch a 4 for 4 and eat her fries up
How you moving packs got’ be in at 9 ‘sum?

You the type go out to the mall with yo friends
Broke nigga you ain’t even buy nun
Let you smell the gas, don’t mean you can try some
We tryna get a bag, we scared we gon die young
You shooting AirMags, you Marty McFly son
Told that BITCH hot my phone when you outside
Don’t bring a friend unlеss she tryna fuck
And if she not wit it
Tell hеr don’t slide
[Sheesh
[Sheesh
Bro got the strap in the whip, cops spinning strips
I’m not Gunna
I’m not buying Chanel
All you get is dick & Chicken Strips
Run down on a nigga
He look like he pussy
He from the County
Dance and switch the whip
I love it when I hit from the back
And me and yo bitch be in sync with the shits
I just spent a iTunes check on HiTech
[Wait you don’t hear that bro?
Shit, bro mom’s coming down the steps hide that
Took over his whole trap, it’s a hijack
In the whip, armrest where the bomb at
Buy the bitch a 4 for 4 and eat her fries up
How you moving packs got’ be in at 9 ‘sum?

I hate when I fuck wit a bitch in the ‘burbs
I tell her roll ‘woods, she can’t even find none
Pull up on that nigga, he tried call the law
He couldn’t even finish, he only got 9-1.., [Beep Beep
Broke nigga mad ‘cause he rolled up two skimpies
I had to tell that nigga that’s how a dime come
You rolled a nic’ for you and yo niggas
And they all sick, It only went around once
Next time put a couple grams in it
Yo bitch pussy, had my hands in it
You riding in a Mase’ that yo mans rented
I ride in a Johnny
How my mans get it ?
White bitch in her body, got a tan wit it
I ain’t even want it, let my mans hit it
But he said that neck A1 so i’mma need parts
That ain’t no SRT, them regular parts
I just spent a iTunes check on HiTech
[Wait you don’t hear that bro?
Shit, bro mom’s coming down the steps hide that
Took over his whole trap, it’s a hijack
In the whip, armrest where the bomb at
Buy the bitch a 4 for 4 and eat her fries up
How you moving packs got’ be in at 9 ‘sum?

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