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[Hook:Travis Porter] I'mma tell you what a G told me Cash rules everything around me Gotta get that dough till there ain't no more Gotta stack that dough till ya bank done fold I'mma show you what a nigga showed me Put your middle finger up and scream fuck the police Fuck smelling good gotta stank on me Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me Yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah) [Kid Ink] Uh, feelin so good All the way out the hood Now I gotta view that can see the whole city Swear momma raised her a real go-getter (yeah) Itll be okay Tell em that im so LA West up Shoe box money in the dresser Yeah, thats what a G showed me I know you can smell the OG on me And shawty trynna get another drink on me Anything in the world for free baby [Hook] I'mma tell you what a G told me Cash rules everything around me Gotta get that dough till there ain't no more Gotta stack that dough till ya bank done fold I'mma show you what a nigga showed me Put your middle finger up and scream fuck the police Fuck smelling good gotta stank on me Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me Yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah) [Kid Ink] Just trynna have a fun time Middle finger up to the one time Fist to my niggas on the front line Shades out, we gon' shine Yeah, see us Just ball in my sneakas They ain't gettin money like a pre-nun See it goin around, tea cups G thing, Travie got her in her G-string And I could make her sing like T-Pain Let me give you the game now [Hook] I'mma tell you what a G told me Cash rules everything around me Gotta get that dough till there ain't no more Gotta stack that dough till ya bank done fold I'mma show you what a nigga showed me Put your middle finger up and scream fuck the police Fuck smelling good gotta stank on me Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me Yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah) [Kid Ink] Live by the G code On another level get a cheat code Keep it 100, c note Party everywhere that we go Oh uh alright Bat gang, up all night Nigh night night See, everything ain't what it seem, but [Chorus] I'mma tell you what a G told me Cash rules everything around me Gotta get that dough till there ain't no more Gotta stack that dough till ya bank done fold I'mma show you what a nigga showed me Put your middle finger up and scream fuck the police Fuck smelling good gotta stank on me Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me Yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah

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