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Nav – Cash Talk Lyrics

Cash Talk by Nav
Released : 2018

Used to wear my shoes and look out for the dirt
Now I beat my Jordans, don’t care what they worth
Don’t think about it, pay my bills right on the 1st
I never thought I’d spend a thousand on a shirt

This that cash talk, this that cash talk
YCF, yeah you cannot finagle
Me and Metro back-to-back in Rover trucks
I wanna touch you so I got the orange one
This that cash talk, this that cash talk
Pull up, I bet you get outlined in chalk
I just spent like forty on my watch
I’m lookin’ down, I’m sittin’ at the top

I used to drive carollas with a stash box
Used to sell them dimes, I hated pausin’ Xbox
Remember when I had no racks to afford a box
Now I told that bitch to suck it like I’m x-pac
Feel like I deserve Rovers, Bentleys, percs
Thousand dollar shirts, lots of pills and syrup
What you thought? These shooters gonna serve
Brown boy from the dirt, don’t get on my nerves
Fast cars like NASCAR, trap star to black cars, straps on
Don’t act hard, ’bouta hit the road
I can’t pick which car I wanna drive
I been up so many nights, I just hope that I survive

Used to wear my shoes and look out for the dirt
Now I beat my Jordans, don’t care what they worth
Don’t think about it, pay my bills right on the 1st
I never thought I’d spend a thousand on a shirt

This that cash talk, this that cash talk
YCF, yeah you cannot [?]
Me and Metro back-to-back in Rover trucks
I wanna touch you so I got the orange one
This that cash talk, this that cash talk
Pull up, I bet you get outlined in chalk
I just spent like forty on my watch
I’m lookin’ down, I’m sittin’ at the top

Read NAV – Me And My Bitch

This that cash talk, this that cash talk
If you ain’t talkin’ money, I don’t wanna talk
Two-thousand on my feet, I do the money-walk
You piss me, somethin’ comin’ for your head-top
I can’t trust that girl, so I won’t do no long-talk
I just want the head, I don’t wanna make the bed rock
I fucked that bitch and I still kept my pants on
These rappers act like bitches, need some tampons
Write my shit and make my beats, everything hands-on
I’m the wrong one to put your hands on
I spent eight-hunnid to keep my pants on
Cameras watchin’ me, I’m the wrong one to dance on

Used to wear my shoes and look out for the dirt
Now I beat my Jordans, don’t care what they worth
Don’t think about it, pay my bills right on the 1st
I never thought I’d spend a thousand on a shirt

This that cash talk, this that cash talk
YCF, yeah you cannot [?]
Me and Metro back-to-back in Rover trucks
I wanna touch you so I got the orange one
This that cash talk, this that cash talk
Pull up, I bet you get outlined in chalk
I just spent like forty on my watch
I’m lookin’ down, I’m sittin’ at the top

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