Cash Out

Cash Out - You Know lyrics

rate me

And I been get money so what the fuck you saying?

All white bricks stay wrapped up in ...

That Rarri sitting at the red light

Jewel shinning hard... these bitches...

You know I ball, you know what's in my wall

You know what's in my safe, you know what's on my waist

You know what's in my whip, you know she ain't gonna trip

We was in the hood, but now we taking trips,

And I been get money so what the fuck you saying?

All white bricks stay wrapped up in ...

That Rarri sitting at the red light

Jewel shinning hard, these bitches...my name, the headlight

You know I ball, you know what's in my wall

You know what's in my safe, you know what's on my waist

You know what's in my whip, you know she ain't gonna trip

We was in the hood, but now we taking trips,

Let me show my muscle, I'm flexin on your niggas

If I lift it up boy, I ain't flexin on you niggas

No, plugging not no moving, no saucer

I ain't lying boy, they really been in them sofas

Let a player coach you, you can't coach a player

I take your hope from you cause I'm so player

She said, he said he been in the ...get your deal nigga

I swear I got these bitches, gettin nasty

And don't come around me, if you ain't fucking classy

And that pussy I'm gonna murder it

And every beef I'm spend you know I'm murder it yeah

And I been get money so what the fuck you saying?

All white bricks stay wrapped up in ...

That Rarri sitting at the red light

Jewel shinning hard, these bitches...my name, the headlight

You know I ball, you know what's in my wall

You know what's in my safe, you know what's on my waist

You know what's in my whip, you know she ain't gonna trip

We was in the hood, but now we taking trips,

And I been feel...these cuddy niggas snitching

Boy I ain't flexing, you can put me in the kitchen

I'ma cook it up, I'ma break it down

Pass it out, and I set them pounds

Keep 1000 rounds for all you bitch niggas

Got a lot of grapes, so pick your dish nigga

Your club will ...when ...

And they be roofless, could be here for body counts

50 cal on me make your body bounce

nick to an ounce, ounce to a half, half to a brick house

Through with them bitches, tell them get out

And it's mob and that's without a doubt

And I been get money so what the fuck you saying?

All white bricks stay wrapped up in ...

That Rarri sitting at the red light

Jewel shinning hard, these bitches...my name, the headlight

You know I ball, you know what's in my wall

You know what's in my safe, you know what's on my waist

You know what's in my whip, you know she ain't gonna trip

We was in the hood, but now we taking trips.

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