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

CHORUS Straight up Cash in, cash out x4 Cash out x4 (cash out x4) Cash in, cash out x4 Cash out x4 V1 (21) Riding in the car with no keys (straight up) Louis V shirt with no sleeves (on God) Slaughter Gang ***** I’m reppin’ (21) Choppa get to preachin’ I’m the reverend (21) Call him New Era he cappin’ (yeah) Them the type of ****** I ain’t dappin’ (on God) When I book a show make my back end cash-in 21 Uncle Sam dog 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 an ******* I ain’t gon’ lie I was used to being poor (21) I put Chanel on my feet (yup) That European model got Chanel on my seats Put me in a 3rd world country in the middle of the slums I’ma turn it to a million dollar street (on God) Pharrell made this so issa million dollar beat (straight up) V12 VBS I fell in love with V’s (straight up) Walk in your session yeeain’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 ima turn your shirt red man, then send ya *** how high? (on God) Momma got a Benz she smiled (21) Then she got a house she cried (21) ***** took the stand he lied, held court in the streets and they gave his *** life (damn) I’m gettin’ bigger and bigger (and what?) Your pockets little than little (21) Put a hundred bands on your head now they jumping up and down playing monkey in the middle She swallowed 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 momma love me so she hid all my pistols CHORUS V2 Nah, I ain’t heard of dat I hit the beach in a furry hat She got a guy but she purring back I’m looking like ‘where he at?’ ***** get out the way That girl my bae Rock on my hand Nah, this ain’t Dwayne This **** neon Yellow like pee on it On both sides, yeah, you can say I’m b.i. Got whips like slaves The garage like yeehaw Horses, more car keys than a piano One came with an umbrella like Rihanna *****, let’s be honest, I’m beyond This track needed life, *****, so they put me on it *****, you don’t be on what we on And 21 got three Ks I think he might just put a sheet on it Ice so white, ********, you could ski on it, look Any stone I’m in, no less than six digits Beep go the Rolls, right side, I sit in it Tick go the watch, it came with a dent in it And skrrt go the plane Just me and my ***** in it They was talkin’ bout 100 million, baby Just know it was big business Hand stay full with dem racks like hit tennis And no money, phone account, go get interest Aww you got that back end from that back door I got offered 2.5 for the last show I declined ‘cause the stage didn’t match my ethos mmmm They know that I’m sick with it Look playa, what you wanna do? Me, I don’t like violence but the guns do ‘Cause that gorilla right there, he gon’ hunt you While me and my ***** counting stars out the sun roof And if you wanna flick up, I don’t want to And if you say no cap, I can’t trust you ***** I’m the headline, you’re a plus one I got some brand new thoughts and a new silk scarf And my ***** do too Double R talk and I got like two Turbo in that ***** and it hit like zoom In the mirror, who dat *****, I’m like you Anytime I do somethin’, ********* like roooof CHORUS