Can't Be Serious! (Original)

[Autumn:]
Whoa
Whoa
Oh my God, it's CashBently

I walk in the bank laughing
I do my money dance like lil' Dorian
She say, "Autumar you so glorious"
With a Sprite, finna pour it in
He said I'm broke, he can't be serious
Give that nigga his meds, he must be delirious
Two hoes and they say they bitchcurious
I'm getting money, I know that they furious
Kicking shit with Rino like Ferb and Phineas
So much money, man that shit look infinite
I just got a bag with Bently, now we spending it
350, nigga I been in it
I need it now, if I got to I'm stealing it
I done came a long way but I'm still jugging shit
Free my uncle, we still on that free Bugga shit
Windows tinted, so you can't see who in it (I'm in the stu')
And I'm going kuu in it
I didn't mean to fuck your bitch, I thought you was cool with it
I need a band, fasho'
Ain't toting Glock, then you gotta go
You ain't pay ready, then it's adios
And I tell that lil' nigga vamanos
Do my money dance [?] exotic-o
Need my bag and I need it pronto
He think it's a game like we in Los Santos
I'm in LA kicking shit with my vatos
Where is the lean? Finna pour a cuatro
A lot of these niggas is putos
The drugs got me on mars like Bruno
GG, lil' nigga, kudos
With the squad like we playing Uno
Put him in a jam, he can get stuck though
I'm a dog ass nigga, rut row
She ain't tryna fuck, oh so what bro
Two automatics and they come in clutch though

[Summrs:]
The bag on me, nigga, I'll buy you
Nigga, you broke so I cannot be by you
I'm from Louisiana, they'll try you
Her pussy bald, that bitch like Caillou
Hop in that Tesla like, bitch, giddy up
You see the dirty mud in my cup, debris
Two G's on my shirt, double G
Lotta shit I do, I do it with ease
She sucking me up, I'm like more please
Call your friend, let's have an orgy
I'm in the two-door, that bitch so sporty
Me and lil' Wick like Rick and Morty
I'm a real nigga, we get a lil' grimy
That lean in my cup a lil' slimy
All that money make me cocky
You don't like it, nigga, block me
Bitch ass nigga can't stop me
Hoe get away from me, I know you toxic
We bring them poles out like we at Follies
I got that big burrito in my pocket