Impeached - Cash Kidd

Yeah

(JayGotThePlug)

And I be sittin' down while I record, you feel me?

High as hell

Ayy, fucked a lil' bitch, she shy as hell

Bitch give me neck, might as well

Ayy, huh

Ayy, huh

Gettin' head while I smoke, dump the ashes in her weave

Opp bitch only find me attractive 'cause I’m me

Lil' broke ass hoes tryna trap me like some D

'Cause they know I’m comin' up like Michael Jackson when he lean

Jugged a lame for the sauce, he keep askin' for a feature

It’s gon' cost a pretty penny, I don’t rap like this for free

Rats callin' rats rats, please practice what you preach

He keep flexin' with that presi', up the pole, get him impeached

Bitch, pull your panties up, I want the neck, we not fuckin'

Look, my way or the highway, I’m not fussin'

My ex-bitch want us to work, told her go job huntin'

Bitch, what we talkin' 'bout, you ain’t talkin' 'bout stuffin'?

Bitch, what we talkin' 'bout, you ain’t talkin' 'bout punchin'?

All this fake love in the air got me Glock clutchin'

Yeah, you cute with a pretty face, but I’m cuffin'

You sound cute on that lil' tape, but nigga drop somethin'

Ayy, I only fucked that bitch 'cause she remind me of my other ho

Damn, I miss her, but a lame put his cuffing on

Can you please let me see our bitch? I wanna fuck her throat

Put it all on film, count an onion roll, huh

See the ice, what you got, like a hundred on?

Oh, that’s nice, up the pipe, catch a hundred more

All that swiping in your songs, you ain’t really punchin', though

All your shit bouncin' back, get your flubber on

Make a bitch talk to the hand, get my puppet on

Change my number every season, you were just my summer ho

You ain’t bringin' nothin' to the table, baby, run along

Damn, you hating on me too, nigga? The fuck going on?

Up banana clip out the window like I’m Donkey Kong

Banana clip, catch you slipping in traffic, yeah

Stretch a nigga like I’m Mr. Fantastic, ayy

Grown as hell, pussy stank, need her ass kicked

Couldn’t send no money, I was fucked up myself

I’ll ho a bougie bitch 'cause I’m stuck-up myself

Think I’m lackin', but I’m packin', I ain’t gotta call for help

Like we lapped up in the car, Yoshi got bodies on his belt

Opp bitch know I got the hoes, but all them bitches in they place

Cookie 'bows louder than a cricket when it’s late

No, I’m not shoplifting, but the bitch get off my waist

Catch a body like fans do outfielders on the gate

Crib sittin' on a lake, bitch sittin' on my face

When she try to argue with me, I just hit her with the K

Nigga tried to argue with me, so I hit him with the K

Think somebody wearin' bugs, they caught my nigga in a raid

Free Monty, free Hitman, all my niggas on the way

Ain’t a dance contest, why your shit ticking in the face?

Feel like the Franchize Boyz, the lean rock my dawg to sleep

Thirty hangin' off the road like the one tire on the Jeep

Gettin' head while I smoke, dump the ashes in her weave

Opp bitch only find me attractive 'cause I’m me

Lil' broke ass hoes tryna trap me like some D

'Cause they know I’m comin' up like Michael Jackson when he lean

Jugged a lame for the sauce, he keep askin' for a feature

It’s gon' cost a pretty penny, I don’t rap like this for free

Rats callin' rats rats, please practice what you preach

He keep flexin' with that presi', up the pole, get him impeached

Bitch, pull your panties up

Ayy, bitch, pull your panties up

Ayy, you can’t get no dick, you been actin' up all week

When your nigga at the crib trippin', bitch, call me

When your nigga don’t want his dick sucked, call me

When your nigga, haha, ayy