Chorus:

I make it ash, though

Yea, I make it ash, yo
Smoke circling the air like a lasso
Make, make it ash, though

Burning through my cash flow
Got money out my $$#
So I gotta make it ash


Verse 1:


They say that I'm insane
Cuz I'm burning money fast
Got so much cash

I don't need to keep a stash
I don't make it rain
No I don't make it splash

Everywhere I go I flash
Burning money making ash
When I say green

I'm talking bout my paper
When I roll my green
I use my green as rolling papers

Burning all my cream
I'm the Cremator
Earning money now

To incinerate it later
Ask your questions now
Don't insinuate it later

Why you burning money?
Why you being such a hater?
Racks on Racks on racks

Like I'm a skater
Could spare to burn some stacks up
I can stack em back up later


Chorus


Verse 2:

Cash rules everything around me

Queen of getting that money
Burning up these bills y'all
If I say I'm saving then I'm lying

Waste of money, waste of time
Just bought a pair of wings
To figure out how to fly

I'm a baller, dollar broiler,
I don't give a $#&@
I put my money in the cauldron

Let it crisp and burn up
Bucks on fire, turned up
Who got time to wait and see what they interest rate done earned up

Word up
Tell the FDIC that IDC, and IDK about an IRA
IRS I could Care Less

LOL go to hell with your 401k
Don't tell me bout no NASDAQ/ DOW
I need my money now

No cash to blow, then you're low brow
Can't stunt I'll you show how
This for professionals

Don't everybody follow
Now call the waitress up
Tell her bring out all the bottles

I'ma shake it, throw it up
Like food--- model
Then strike a match and blow the place.

Boom---Throttle.

Chorus


Refrain:


Live each day like it's my last
So I'm gonna have blast
Gotta make it grand
Famine is sad, poor homeless man
I'd really like to lend a hand

But I'm kinda strapped for cash