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Cash Carti
I ain't worried 'bout that
How could I worry?

B*t*h, I ain't worry 'bout that

How could I worry 'bout that?



How could I worry 'bout that?
I was on the corner, Motorola, countin' my sack
Ain't worried 'bout that
How could I worry 'bout that?
And it's 2900 so you know we got straps
Fifteen hundred if you want Yung Carti to rap
You chasin' that b*t*h
I had to curve that
B*t*h, I'm still workin' my wrist
Yeah, I'm still in the trap
Selling anything but white
Then my white ho just roll up
Drop the Xan' in my soda
Why your swag so bipolar?
I hit Phipps and I go up
And my bands won't even fold up
Get bands then I blow 'em
What's flexin'? I'll show ya

Cash

Uh, how could I worry 'bout that?
B*t*h, I ain't worried
Uh, how could I worry 'bout that?
B*t*h, I ain't worried
I was on the corner, Motorola, countin' my sack
I ain't worried 'bout that
How could I worry 'bout that?
Ayy, how could I worry 'bout that?
B*t*h, I ain't worried
Ayy, how could I worry 'bout that?
I was on the corner, Motorola, countin' my sack
I ain't worried 'bout that
How could I worry 'bout that?


How could I worry? Uh
N***as don't know who they f**king with
Out here
N***as tryna get a
Never had to move a brick
But I had a bunch of sh*t
Pills, weed, white, lucid
Boy, I could move it quick
Boy, how he do that sh*t?
N***a, get up off my d**k
I don't even know you, man
Why would I just show you, man?
No, I can't support you, man
But I could support your dame
At the crib, I'm in , yeah
Yung Carti on my , now we on the map
First I go and then I f**k my b*t*h, oh
Lookin' like the never been a snitch, oh
Yeah, Young Eazy want ten thousand for a hit, oh
Let a n***a think I'm lookin' like a lick, no
Call up , that boy let the nina spit, oh
Always catch me with a b*t*h that catch a fit, yeah
I'm on Cleveland Ave, could find me with this sh*t, yeah

Uh, how could I worry 'bout that?
Yeah, yeah, how could I worry 'bout that?
Ayy, uh, b*t*h, I ain't worried 'bout that
I was on the corner, Motorola, countin' my sack
I was on the corner, Motorola, countin' my sack
I was on the corner, Motorola, countin' my sack
I was on the corner, Motorola, countin' my sack
How could I worry 'bout that?
How could I worry 'bout that?


I ain't worried 'bout no b*t*h
Thumbin' through the check
N***a, money got me sitting on this lean, I need to quit
Cash, Cash
My car go fast, fast
N***a, Ferrari smash
Moneybags, uh
School was hell
I said, f**k that
Where the scale? Uh
Had a bale
Ship it off
I get 'em there
Got guap for bail
B*t*h, what's good?
B*t*h, we good
Yeah, we good
B*t*h, we good
B*t*h, you good
I said she all on my d**k
I might just smash, uh
Pa** her to my clique
Then I
Still ain't worried 'bout no b*t*h
Yeah, I'm off this gas
My phone blowin' up
I think they need some gas
Uh
Hey, my grandma pa**ed
Uh, so I can't be off-task
With these Kappas on my a**
Ayy, I ain't tryna blast it
More than one chain
Around my neck
B*t*h, yeah, I'm…

Uh, how could I worry 'bout that?
B*t*h, I ain't worried
Uh, how could I worry 'bout that?
B*t*h, I ain't worried
I was on the corner, Motorola, countin' my sack
I ain't worried 'bout that
How could I worry 'bout that?
Yeah, ayy, how could I worry 'bout that?
B*t*h, I ain't worried
Ayy, how could I worry 'bout that?
I was on the corner, Motorola, countin' my sack
I ain't worried 'bout that
How could I worry 'bout that?