Like Ag Lyrics - Kid Ink

I'mma tell you what a G told me 

Cash rules everything around me 

Gotta get that dough till there ain't no more 

Gotta stack that dough till ya bank done fold 

I'mma show you what a nigga showed me 

Put your middle finger up and scream fuck the police 

Fuck smelling good gotta stank on me 

Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me 

Yeah (yeah) 

Yeah (yeah) 

Yeah (yeah) 

Yeah (yeah) 

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Uh, feelin so good 

All the way out the hood 

Now I gotta view that can see the whole city 

Swear momma raised her a real go-getter 

(yeah) 

Itll be okay 

Tell em that im so LA 

West up 

Shoe box money in the dresser 

Yeah, thats what a G showed me 

I know you can smell the OG on me 

And shawty trynna get another drink on me 

Anything in the world for free baby 

I'mma tell you what a G told me 

Cash rules everything around me 

Gotta get that dough till there ain't no more 

Gotta stack that dough till ya bank done fold 

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I'mma show you what a nigga showed me 

Put your middle finger up and scream fuck the police 

Fuck smelling good gotta stank on me 

Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me 

Yeah (yeah) 

Yeah (yeah) 

Yeah (yeah) 

Yeah (yeah) 

Just trynna have a fun time 

Middle finger up to the one time 

Fist to my niggas on the front line 

Shades out, we gon' shine 

Yeah, see us 

Just ball in my sneakas 

They ain't gettin money like a pre-nun 

See it goin around, tea cups 

G thing, Travie got her in her G-string 

And I could make her sing like T-Pain 

Let me give you the game now 

I'mma tell you what a G told me 

Cash rules everything around me 

Gotta get that dough till there ain't no more 

Gotta stack that dough till ya bank done fold 

I'mma show you what a nigga showed me 

Put your middle finger up and scream fuck the police 

Fuck smelling good gotta stank on me 

Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me 

Yeah (yeah) 

Yeah (yeah) 

Yeah (yeah) 

Yeah (yeah) 

Live by the G code 

On another level get a cheat code 

Keep it 100, c note 

Party everywhere that we go 

Oh uh alright 

Bat gang, up all night 

Nigh night night 

See, everything ain't what it seem, but 

I'mma tell you what a G told me 

Cash rules everything around me 

Gotta get that dough till there ain't no more 

Gotta stack that dough till ya bank done fold 

I'mma show you what a nigga showed me 

Put your middle finger up and scream fuck the police 

Fuck smelling good gotta stank on me 

Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me 

Yeah (yeah) 

Yeah (yeah) 

Yeah (yeah) 

Yeah (yeah