In 2017, Cash Kidd dropped “On My Mama,” a track that showcased his manic energy and memorable bars containing reckless punchlines that kids would argue about at school the next day.
Whether you liked him or hated him, one thing he definitely wasn’t was forgettable.
From there, he dropped projects like “Bebe Kidd,” where he became known as a man who could take even the hardest beats and inject them with humor, absurdity, and detail.
In short, Cash Kidd pushes his style beyond Detroit’s punchline tradition.
He stacks joke after joke – sometimes slipping five gags into one verse.
His delivery is frantic and inconsistent, and he seamlessly switches between threats, clowning, and just outright silliness in a way that somehow never seems to tarnish his credibility.