Cash Machine
I invite you to experience the raw power and unyielding dominance of my new anthem, "Cash...Machine". This song is more than just music; it's a declaration of my reign, a testament to my strength, and a call to all who dare to challenge me.
Yeah... she the boss now... kneel down...
You mine!
I slide in, heels click, they freeze like ice
Cash flow steady, got 'em payin' the price
Walkin’ bank rolls, I tap 'em, they spit
No love, just a leash, and a mouth full of spit
On they knees, like a sermon, I don’t bless
I'm the storm in the room, they the mess
Lil dogs barkin’, but they all on mute
Queenpin strut, steel toe on the boot
I’m the queen, they the fiends
Cash machine, while I'm mean
Make ‘em crawl, break their pride
This my throne, they can’t hide
Leather whip, lace gloves, mask on tight
They pray for peace, I bring that fight
Used, bruised, tossed in the bin
Same routine, now spin again
Power trip, I own their mindstate
They talk tough 'til they meet fate
Goddess of hurt, priestess of pain
They rats in my trap, I run the game
Queen of the dark, high on the scene
Wallets open, knees on lean
Humiliation, elevation — I win
They bow down, I begin again
Try to run? Caught ‘em mid-flight
I own the night, I dim they light
Toy soldiers, marchin’ for me
No free will, no destiny
Dominant Queen, they know the script
Spit on pride, make 'em strip
No escape, no decree
Just my world, and they serve me
Toast to the weak, the spineless, the broke
They bleed, I laugh. They cry, I choke
I’m the crown, they the chain
Bow down... remember the name