Ca$h Out (Cash Out) - Lil n***az lyrics

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Ca$h Out (Cash Out) - Lil n***az lyrics

[Produced by Dree The Drummer] [Intro: Lil Durk] Yea, let's get it You n***as talk like big n***as These n***as ain't done sh** Free my n***as Yeeeaaaah Tweak with my squad I move if you tweak with my squad Don't tweak with my squad Lil n***a, lil n***a Lil n***a, lil n***a Let's get it! [Hook: Lil Durk] It look bad for a n***a, funeral set up, it look sad for a n***a 40 Ruger shooters, gave all that I had for a n***a Where you from, what's your past lil n***a? And you broke and you mad lil n***a? f** a price what the tag lil n***a? My shooters on deck playin' tag lil n***a You can't get a pa** lil n***a Get caught, that's your a** lil n***a You movin' too fast lil n***a You tweak with the squad, that's your a** lil n***a Lil n***a, lil n***a, lil n***a, lil n***a Tweak with my squad, that's your a** lil n***a [Verse 1: Lil Durk] Your n***as wanna tweak with my n***as I'm a dog, I'ma eat with my n***as Twitter beefing, that ain't me lil n***a Location on and we can meet lil n***a Wifey holding down the street with my n***as My gang claim three lil n***a All this sh**, that ain't me lil n***a Got k**ers, every gang with me lil n***a War time, shooters that's four-nine Put a murder on bro that's more time Up mine, I'ma shoot thirty four time Or nah, cook a brick or nah? n***a say he ain't snitching but I know he lying Lil n***a, lil n***a Get money, get bigger Them n***as ain't with ya' Talk loud and get switched lil n***a And we big n***as, and I lost a lot of sh**, n***a (Let's get it) Sip lean, get the kick, lil n***a Who you with lil n***a? Where you from? You can't flip lil n***as And we the sh** lil n***as I'm gone, how they sick lil n***as And your Rolex tick lil n***a Where you from? You ain't from where I from lil n***a [Hook: Lil Durk] It look bad for a n***a, funeral set up, it look sad for a n***a 40 Ruger shooters, gave all that I had for a n***a Where you from, what's your past lil n***a? And you broke and you mad lil n***a? f** a price what the tag lil n***a? My shooters on deck playin' tag lil n***a You can't get a pa** lil n***a Get caught, that's your a** lil n***a You movin' too fast lil n***a You tweak with the squad, that's your a** lil n***a Lil n***a, lil n***a, lil n***a, lil n***a Tweak with my squad, that's your a** lil n***a [Verse 2: Offset] You a lil n***a and I'm a big dog (huh?) You can die quick, n***a, only one call I'm at the top and I'm never gone fall Hundred round, make it clap like an applause I pull up with Durk, hop out the vert (skrr, skrr) (Braw Kraw!) six feet under the dirt My diamonds is watery, you can come surf (water) My plug is an alien not from this Earth I had a dream like Mr. King (dream) Geekin', I need some Visine Gettin' money, runnin' all in my jeans (money) Back in the day used to serve all the fiends (back Pimp C) Actavis, I need lean (drink) Porsche Panoramic, Forgiatos on the feet (panorama) Young Rich n***a, you ain't seen what I seen (no) I used to trap mid as a teen (I did) You n***as be copyin' my swag, you a clone (copy me) Giuseppe steppin', ain't no Foams (Giuseppe me) My b**h just landed here from Rome (bad) Hop in the 'Rari, we gone (skrr, skrr) [Hook: Lil Durk] It look bad for a n***a, funeral set up, it look sad for a n***a 40 Ruger shooters, gave all that I had for a n***a Where you from, what's your past lil n***a? And you broke and you mad lil n***a? f** a price what the tag lil n***a? My shooters on deck playin' tag lil n***a You can't get a pa** lil n***a Get caught, that's your a** lil n***a You movin' too fast lil n***a You tweak with the squad, that's your a** lil n***a Lil n***a, lil n***a, lil n***a, lil n***a Tweak with my squad, that's your a** lil n***a [Verse 3: Cash Out] You know I'm gettin' money, I pull up in foreigns, I jump out with shooters He talk about robbin', we lay in his yard and bust his medula (we bustin' his head) A million a day, when I'm in the trap I feel like Frank Lucas (I'm feelin' like him) I iced out the Rollies, and stepped out the place, I only eat sushi You know what I'm sippin', you know what I'm grippin' (you know what's on call) I'm all on that, boss n***as got pa**es I know that they crippin' (you know what I'm crippin') Give 'em the fork and give 'em the bowl, I know they ain't whippin' (I know they ain't in the pot) Durk he flew in, I brought him to the trap and showed him my vision (I showed him what's up) My shooters no clubbin' (my shooters no clubbin') My shooters straight thuggin' (they thuggin' forreal) Your shooters, they bluffin' They go the feds and give 'em discussions (they give 'em discussions) Whip it up, whip it up, baby I'm up in the bowl (I'm up in the bowl) Back then, show money on your head, he dead on the stove (he dead on the stove) [Hook: Lil Durk] It look bad for a n***a, funeral set up, it look sad for a n***a 40 Ruger shooters, gave all that I had for a n***a Where you from, what's your past lil n***a? And you broke and you mad lil n***a? f** a price what the tag lil n***a? My shooters on deck playin' tag lil n***a You can't get a pa** lil n***a Get caught, that's your a** lil n***a You movin' too fast lil n***a You tweak with the squad, that's your a** lil n***a Lil n***a, lil n***a, lil n***a, lil n***a Tweak with my squad, that's your a** lil n***a [Verse 4: Quavo] None of my n***as is innocent (nah) None of my n***as is witness I pull up, unload the extensions Walk in the trap and see pigeons Birds (birds) Migos, Lil Durk, Cash Out on the curb Skippa Da Flippa itching for body, give him the word Bet you won't bust a move All my n***as got choppers, they'll damage you Bet you won't bust a move Have a n***a floatin' in the Chattahoochee river, fool She cook it so fancy (whip, whip) You n***as can't stand it (ha) When I whip it, the J's they love it I'm cooking a brick and they call me McLuvin' Trap or die n***a, no Jeezy, corporate thuggin' All of my n***as got gas and dirty sticks all out in public My cup is so dirty, I'm drinkin' on Ruxman (lean, lean, dirty) You n***as is soft, lookin' like Telletub-man [Hook: Lil Durk] It look bad for a n***a, funeral setup, I be all sad for a n***a 40 Ruger shooters, gave all that I had for a n***a Where you from, what's your past lil n***a? And you broke and you mad lil n***a? f** a price what the tag lil n***a? My shooters on deck playin' tag lil n***a You can't get a pa** lil n***a Get caught, that's your a** lil n***a You movin' too fast lil n***a You tweak with the squad, that's your a** lil n***a Lil n***a, lil n***a, lil n***a, lil n***a Tweak with my squad, that's your a** lil n***a

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