Arrangement

(الألبوم: Royalty - 2012)

[Verse 1: Gonage]
I got yo bitch laying naked 'cross the bed, no rosary
Stacking up this bread like a baker, Josephine
She wanna refill, so I get that ho a bean
Niggas on the sideline yelling "Who the fuck is he?"
Bitch I'm @Gonage, you can call me Cody B
Wardrobe overseas, passports all over me
White leather seats looking like coca leaf
Every time I crank up the woofer sitting on a key
I'm Gucci buckled up, house note on my feet
Linen button-up like I'm walking round on the beach
Blind hoes notice me in my Range Rover Jeep
So they wanna come and talk to me like Jodeci
Smoking in the morning, and when I go to sleep
Blowing presidential man I think they 'about to vote for me
Any event we party like a frat, no toga sheet
If money ain't the convo, you ain't even supposed to speak

[Hook]
If you ain't talking cash, don't say shit
In the VIP we champagne-spray shit
I'm in the club looking like a bank statement
If you talking cash, I can make arrangement
Walked in the club, ain't pay shit
Broke niggas hate, caus' they ain't shit
I'm getting to the cash pockets on payment
If you talking cash, I can make arrangement
Cody

[Verse 2: Childish Gambino]
Cody Bean Sr., pushing mean ether
You don't know Childish, nigga me neither
Eastside Atlanta, flyest nigga in a Waffle House
If it ain't money, man, we ain't got shit to talk about
Kennedy compound, my 20-room house
So big my ex-girls ain't gotta move out
If you ain't talking cash, don't say shit
My bank account look like when little kids break shit
Ooooooo, if I'm breathing I can handle it
Watching all my dreams get together like an ampersand
Blueprint the new shit, mixtape management
Show these dummies how to do it, all I want's my ten percent
Porsche brand new, passed 'em a cool hundred
Yeah my girl 5'2", even her growth stunted
It's the nigga y'all knew back when I flipped meal cards
Now my meals free when I don't taste the fifth star
We can make arrangements, old money Cambridge
Meeting with the moguls, make 'em richer and they owe you
It's the kid you used to talk about, I'm watching people get up on it
On Worldstar and I ain't have to have a nigga moment
Flow's always cold, keep the whole soul anemic
Never left that hard shit, a nigga's always constipated
Got the change for my cousin on froze, no more moving weight
Flossing hard, ice king, no more Finn and Jake
Love or hate you gotta say the hype is something handsome
As long as all of 'em blogging I'm living Richard Branson
Shit talkers still talk, haters on my billboard
Used to take the Q home, now I hang with schoolboys
So iconic, Black Kennedy this shit
Man I'm so ironic, man this ratchet need a fix
Dropping new shit and the haters get the splashback
Don't be surprised when he ask you where the cash at

[Hook]