Where Is Cass At? - Cassidy

Where’s cass at?

I’m right here

Swizzy

We know you producing we hear you rapping

You gotta a lot of hits swizzz you got shit cracking but

Where’s cass at?

A lotta cats rap about gats but never pop none

A lotta cats rap about crack but never cop none

I eat even when it’s a drought because I’m not dumb

When ain’t nobody else got none I still got some

But I ain’t the one the smoker’s getting the rock from

I’m the one the connect cop from, and I’m a top gun

Coke got slum time cruise complexion

So when I’m driving to my crib my phone lose reception (hello?)

But yo lemme ask you dudes a question

Did you ever use a weapon that removed a method?

Fed a meen at the feinds on the block of love

Did you ever go to war did you pop a slug?

I think not because you a pussy hole

You used to do the tootsie roll yo you not a thug

I gotta a lot of cake but I gotta lot of love

Cause I’ll take a n***a plate if I ain’t gotta grub

I’m tryna eat like dama cause

If it’s drama you get buried cause I carry choppas like osama does

It’s a drought if you grinding drugs

And if you work it’s recession so I voted for obama cause

I’m not a supporter of john mccain, he wants the rich to get richer and the

poor to get poorer

It’s time for change, everybody hustling know that they can’t go vote for no

republican

And no I’m not a republican or democrat you can say I’m independent cause I

ain’t into that

But right now the democrats can bring us back any black sorry john mccain it’s

a rental’s wrap

But on another note, I’ve been into rap, since like 89' that have been a crazy

time

On the grind like I’m tryna see better days, I sold my first record deal in the

11th grade

I dropped out so I ain’t get the diploma, but if you wear my chain you will get

the imonia

The car accident put the kid in a coma, but I’m still the shit you could smell

the aroma (stinky)

Ya’ll n****s know I’m dumb nice ya’ll could ask escobar all I need is one mic

I never got shot never lost one fight, I make it do what it do but I make sure

it’s done right

I just had a dream, now I’m the east coast artist of the year in the foundation

magazine

I spit carasine my hump pump gasoline?

vocab is mean talk slick like vaseline

I’m a playboy you could ask jazzline, she the next top the terror the next stop

Cause all them other models stank like dress socks, yea I’m a lil n***a but

like 'em a lil thicker

I’m bout to shine like a lil dipper cause you n****s falling off and my shit

getting a lil sicker

Yeah I’m still swizzz lil n***a

But yo where’s cass at man everybody ask that

Where’s cass at?

I’m right here

We know you producing we hear you rapping

You gotta a lot of hits swizzz you got shit cracking but

Where’s cass at?