[Hook: Ca$h Out]
I thought I told you n***as I was running bands to the ceiling
We making it hard for n***as to breathe, we making a k**ing
All of my n***as at the top and yeah you know we talking millis
The cars is pretty, the money is pretty, the girls is pretty
We making a k**ing, we making a k**ing, we making a k**ing
I thought I told you n***as I was running bands to the ceiling
We making it hard for n***as to breathe, we making a k**ing
We making a k**ing, we making a k**ing, we making a k**ing
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1: Ca$h Out]
Ten thousand for the trap feat, hey, you can call me money Mitch baby
Got that motherf**ing drummer hanging like the crack jacks, hit the 80s baby
Grey poupon, grey Mercedes
Pockets on slim, he actin' shady
Pot pot chicken, mash potatoes, I'm k**ing the hood, no favors
Money going up, no neighbors
Top going up, f** you haters
Put your cape on, I know you saved her
I'm boostin' my ratings, I'm getting greater
I got the code, no DaVinci
I got the J's, my Givenchy's, I'm counting Benji's
All in detention, graduated from getting the pennys
Little bitty b**h you know you a pimpin'
Gold and with the works you liking my pimpin'
I'm going right in they like what he sippin'
(?) to handle my business
Still on that f** sh**, handle my business
Movie to long, we need an extended
Clip to long, they say it's extended
You gotta be kiddin' me
[Hook: Ca$h Out]
I thought I told you n***as I was running bands to the ceiling
We making it hard for n***as to breathe, we making a k**ing
All of my n***as at the top and yeah you know we talking millis
The cars is pretty, the money is pretty, the girls is pretty
We making a k**ing, we making a k**ing, we making a k**ing
I thought I told you n***as I was running bands to the ceiling
We making it hard for n***as to breathe, we making a k**ing
We making a k**ing, we making a k**ing, we making a k**ing
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
Ooh, ahh, diamonds they wet like a sink
Ooh, yah, yah, diamonds they wet like a tank
Ooh, ooh, my shooters my shooters pull off in a tank
Ya, aye, ooh, my shooters my shooters pull off in a tank
Ya, aye, blowing a check (check, check)
Blowing a check
Ya, ooh, up on the block
What?, What?, She all on my neck
Ooh, ooh, tats on my neck
Yah, ooh, tats on my neck
What?, ooh, 20 my set
Ya, Ya, get your boy wet
Ooh, ooh, b**hes they f** me
b**hes not f**ing not comin'
Ooh, ooh, My n***as are drunk
Ooh, If I start fighting we jumpin'
Got a whole club that pump it
Got a whole club that pump it
What?, What?, What?, I do this sh** for the morning
[Hook: Ca$h Out]
I thought I told you n***as I was running bands to the ceiling
We making it hard for n***as to breathe, we making a k**ing
All of my n***as at the top and yeah you know we talking millis
The cars is pretty, the money is pretty, the girls is pretty
We making a k**ing, we making a k**ing, we making a k**ing
I thought I told you n***as I was running bands to the ceiling
We making it hard for n***as to breathe, we making a k**ing
We making a k**ing, we making a k**ing, we making a k**ing
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Outro: Playboi Carti]
(Ooh, aye) Yeah, yeah ,yeah
(Ooh, ya, ooh) Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Ooh, ooh, what?, aye) Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Ooh, ooh, ooh) Yeah, yeah, yeah
n***as wanna be me, I'm like yeah, yeah, yeah
b**hes wanna see me, I'm like yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm with Ca$h Out, countin' up, aye, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mountin' up, bootin' up, what?, what?
Turn up, turn up, what?
Mounted up, booted up, aye, what?