Lyrics Cash In Cash Out (feat. 21 Savage & Tyler, The Creator) - Pharrell Williams

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

Riding 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 Mill' 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 being poor (21)

I put Chanel on my feet
A 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 (on God)
Pharrell made this, so it's a million-dollar beat (straight up)
V12 VVS, I fell in love with heat (straight up)
Walk in your section, you ain't reppin' '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 lies (goddamn)

I'm getting bigger and bigger (and what?)
Your pockets littler than little (21)
Put a hundred bands on your head
Now they jumping up and down playing 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 hit 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 purring back
I'm looking like, "Where he at?"

Nigga, get out the way (way), that girl my bare (hey)
Rock on my hand, nah, this ain't Dwayne (Hey, hey)
This shit neon yellow like pee on it (hey, hey)
Goin' 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 what we on, and 2-1 got three Ks (yeah)
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 (come again)
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
Ah (ah), you got that backend from the backdoor
I got off of two-point-five from 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, player, what you wan' do? (ooh)
Me, I don't like violence but the guns do (ooh)
'Cause that guerilla right there, he gon' hunt you (ooh)
While me and my bitch counting stars out the sunroof (ooh)

And if you wanna flick up, I don't want to (I don't want to)
And if you say "No cap", I ain't trust you (I ain't trust you)
Nigga, I'm the headline, you a plus one (you a plus one fool)
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 something, motherfuckers like, "Woof, woof"

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 fucking playing 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)