Cash Out - Closed Casket lyrics

rate me

[Intro:]

Good money, nigga

Cash out back

You feel me?

Hood bitches

Hook:

It’s a closed casket, you’re fucking with me

It’s an opened casket, my type you can’t see, yeah

Uh, and I love them hundreds

I had to tell them no more worries, momma!

Cause we gonna ball every summer!

Uh, and I know they’re hating, I know they’re hating!

Wait till I drive my album patience

Run to the money, I got your patience

No, no, no nigga look in my glow

And the trap house, and police they pull the…

Oh no, no Jersey, no

Got the niggas shooking

They’re like, hey, they’re like…

And I would do that chopper talk

We’ll do no dancing, make you do the chopper waltz

Ain’t bullshit niggas, shitting on you haters

Ain’t bullshit nigga

Versace on my body, ain’t bullshit nigga

Bitches all around me

Is you bullshit, nigga?

Hook:

It’s a closed casket, you’re fucking with me

It’s an opened casket, my type you can’t see

Uh, and I love them hundreds

Ain’t no more worries, momma!

Closed casket, it’s an opened casket, yeah!

Uh, and I love them hundreds!

Pretty diamonds so real

My house only!

You, you call me uncle Phil,

So much money

Your hoe she wanna bend my will

And have a life for… baby, the shit is real!

So just say, action!

No sleeping, baby! I’m packing

No sipping, baby, I’m macking!

Hold up! Let me see you… do up

Bounce some two up

Ride around, around in two blocks

Should I join that hoe

But my engine in the back, I had to hold up!

And I ain’t fretting, hoe

And when you see me, baby, you know I’m gonna glow

Got the VVS, got the hater pissed off, you know they stressed!

Hook:

It’s a closed casket, you’re fucking with me

It’s an opened casket, my type you can’t see

Uh, and I love them hundreds

Ain’t no more worries, momma!

Closed casket, it’s an opened casket, yeah!

Uh, and I love them hundreds!