paroles de chanson Cash In Cash Out (feat. 21 Savage & Tyler, The Creator) - 21 Savage , Pharrell Williams , Tyler, The Creator
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)
Riding
in
the
car
with
no
keys
(straight
up)
Louis
V
shirt
with
no
sleeves
(on
God)
Slaughter
gang,
nigga,
I'm
rep'ing
(21)
Chopper
get
to
preaching,
I'm
the
reverend
(21)
Call
him
New
Era,
he
capping
(yeah)
Them
the
type
of
niggas
I
ain't
dapping
(on
God)
When
I
book
a
show,
make
my
backend
cashing
21,
Uncle
Sam,
dawg,
I'm
taxing
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
Porschе)
Money
turned
me
to
a
assholе
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
(oh,
for
real)
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
rep'ing
'bout
nothing
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
see
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
Hell
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
bunny
hop,
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
hay
(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
beyond
it
(hey,
hey)
Got
whips
like
slaves,
the
garage
like,
"Yee-haw"
Horses,
more
car
keys
than
a
piano
And
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
and
two
(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)
Any
stone
I'm
in,
no
less
than
six
digits
(yo,
what
up,
stoner?)
Peep
through
the
wolves,
right-side,
I
sit
in
(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
talking
'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,
the
account
go
get
interest
Aw
(aw),
you
got
that
backing
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
Quit
playing
with
you,
hundo
(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
counting
stars
out
the
sunroof
(ooh)
And
if
you
wanna
flick
up,
I
don't
want
to
(ooh)
And
if
you
say
"No
cap,"
I
ain'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
something,
motherfuckers
like,
"Woof,
woof"
Cash
in,
cash
out,
cash
in,
cash
out
Cash
in,
cash
out,
cash
in,
cash
out
(bunny
hop,
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)
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