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Cash In Cash Out (feat. 21 Savage & Tyler, The Creator)
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Cash In Cash Out (feat. 21 Savage & Tyler, The Creator)

Pharrell Williams, 21 Savage, Tyler, The Creator

Lyrics

Straight up

Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out

Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out

Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out

Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out

Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out

Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out

Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out (21)

Ridin' in the car with no keys (straight up)

Louis V shirt with no sleeves (on God)

Slaughter Gang, nigga, I'm reppin' (21)

Chopper get to preachin', I'm the reverend (21)

Call him New Era, he cappin' (yeah)

Them the type of niggas I ain't dappin' (on God)

When I book a show, make my backend cashin'

21, Uncle Sam, dawg, I'm taxin'

Ridin' in the coupe and it's a sport (yeah)

My bodyguard look like a horse (straight up)

She gon' suck me up like it's a chore (on God)

Took the La Ferrari on a tour (21)

Buy a Richard Mille when I get bored (bored)

Put my sidepiece inside a Porsche (a Porsche)

Money turned me to a asshole

I ain't gon' lie, I was used to bein' poor (21)

I put Chanel on my feet (and what?)

European model got Chanel on my seats

Put me in a third world country in the middle of the slums

I'ma turn it to a million dollar street (I'm for real, on God)

Pharrell made this so it's a million dollar beat (straight up)

V12, VVS, I fell in love with Vs (straight up)

Walk in your section, you ain't rappin' 'bout nothin'

My invoice gon' be a million dollar fee (on God)

Hop in a Bentley and slide (and what?)

Reach for my chain and you die (say what?)

You know my method, I'ma turn your shirt red, man

Then send your ass out high (on God)

Mama got a Benz, she smiled (21)

Then she got a house, she cried (21)

Nigga took the stand, he lied

Held court in the streets and they gave his ass life (goddamn)

I'm gettin' bigger and bigger (and what?)

Your pockets littler than little (21)

Put a hunnid bands on your head

Now they jumpin' up and down playin' monkey in the middle

She swallow all my kids, she a bad babysitter

Kim Jong-Un, in my pants is a missile

Friend of the family, I hit all the sisters

The mama love me so she hid all my pistols (straight up)

Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out

Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out

Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out

Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out

Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out

Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out (it's Bunnyhop, nigga)

Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out (let me tell these niggas real quick)

Nah, I ain't heard of that

I hit the beach in a furry hat

She got a guy but she purrin' back

I'm lookin' like, "Where he at?"

Nigga, get out the way (way), that girl my bae (hey)

Rock on my hand, nah, this ain't Dwayne (hey, hey)

This shit neon yellow like pee on it (hey, hey)

On both sides, yeah, you could say I'm B-I (hey, hey)

Got whips like slaves, the garage like, "Yee-haw"

Horses, more car keys than a piano

One came with an umbrella like Rihanna

Nigga, let's be honest (um), be honest

Track needed life, nigga, so they put me on it (yeah, yeah)

Nigga, you don't be on who be on, I'm too on (yeah)

I got three kids, I think he just might put a sheet on it (yeah, yeah)

Ice so white, motherfucker, you could ski on it (switch it up)

Look, any stone I'm in, no less than six digits (yo, what up, stoner?)

Beep go the Rolls, right-side, I sit in it (come on, man)

Tick go the watch, it came with a dent in it

And skrrt on a plane, just me and my bitch in it (yo)

(They was talkin' 'bout a hundred million, baby)

Just know it's big business

Hands stay full with them racks like hit tennis (woo)

And no money, phone account, go get interest

Aw (aw), you got that back end from that back door

I got offered two-point-five for the last show (last show, nigga)

I declined 'cause the stage didn't match my ethos

Hmm, they know that I'm sick with it

Look playa, what you wan' do? (Ooh)

Me, I don't like violence but the guns do (ooh)

'Cause that gorilla right there, he gon' hunt you (ooh)

While me and my bitch countin' stars out the sunroof (ooh)

And if you wanna flick up, I don't want to (ooh)

And if you say, "No cap," I can't trust you (ooh)

Nigga, I'm the headline, you a plus one (ooh)

I got some brand new thoughts

And a new silk scarf, and my bitch do too (too)

Double R talk and I got like two (two)

Turbo on that bitch and it hit like zoom (zoom)

In the mirror, who that nigga? I'm like you (you)

Any time I do somethin', motherfuckers like, "Oof, oof"

Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out

Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out (Bunnyhop, bitch)

Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out (Baudelaire, quit fuckin' playin' with me)

Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out (I'll buy one of you niggas)

Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out

Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out

Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out (21, 21)

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