Sonora.ID – Berikut ini adalah lirik lagu 'Cash In Cash Out' milik Pharrell Williams featuring Tyler, The Creator dan 21 Savage.

Melansir Genius, di 'Cash In Cash Out', Pharrell merekrut Tyler, The Creator, dan 21 Savage untuk lagu bap boom bertempo tinggi.

Dalam lagu tersebut, 21 Savage memamerkan kekayaannya dengan merek-merek desainer terkenal sedangkan Tyler, The Creator berbicara tentang selera modenya.

Cuplikan versi kasar dari lagu ini muncul secara online pada 8 Mei 2022.

Ini menandai produk solo pertama Pharrell sejak single 'Entepreneur' pada Agustus 2020 yang berkolaborasi dengan JAY-Z.

Jadi lagu ini mungkin adalah awal dari peluncuran album P berikutnya sejak GIRL.

Baca Juga: Lirik Lagu 'Just A Cloud Away' milik Pharrell Williams (Ost. Despicable Me 2) 

Lirik:

[Intro: 21 Savage]

Straight up

[Chorus: 21 Savage]

Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out

Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out

Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out

Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out

Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out

Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out

Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out (21)

[Verse 1: 21 Savage]

Ridin' in the car with no keys (Straight up)

Louis V shirt with no sleeves (On God)

Slaughter gang, nigga, I'm reppin' (21)

Chopper get to preachin', I'm the reverend (21)

Call him New Era, he cappin' (Yeah)

Them the type of niggas I ain't dappin' (On God)

When I book a show, make my backend cashin'

21, Uncle Sam, dawg, 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 LaFerrari on a tour (21)

Buy a Richard Mill' when I get bored (Bored)

Put my sidepiece inside a Porsche (A Porschе)

Money turned me to an assholе

I ain't gon' lie, I was used to being poor (21)

I put Chanel on my feet

European model got Chanel on my seats

Put me in a third world country in the middle of the slums

I'ma turn it to a million dollar street (On God)

Pharrell made this so it's a million dollar beat (Straight up)

V12, VVS, I fell in love with Vs (Straight up)

Walk in your section, you ain't reppin' '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, I'ma turn your shirt red, man

Then send your ass how high (On God)

Mama got a Benz, she smiled (21)

Then she got a house, she cried (21)

Nigga took the stand, he lied

Held court in the streets and they gave his ass life (Goddamn)

I'm gettin' bigger and bigger (And what?)

Your pockets littler than little (21)

Put a hundred bands on your head

Now they jumpin' up and down playin' monkey in the middle

She swallow 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 mama love me so she hid all my pistols (Straight up)

[Chorus: 21 Savage & Tyler, The Creator]

Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out

Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out

Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out

Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out

Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out

Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out (It's Bunnyhop, nigga)

Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out (Let me tell these niggas real quick)

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]

Nah, I ain't heard of that, I hit the beach in a furry hat

She got a guy but she purrin' back, I'm lookin' like, "Where he at?"

Nigga, get out the way (Way), that girl my bae (Hey)

Rock on my hand, nah, this ain't Dwayne (Hey, hey)

This shit neon yellow like pee on it (Hey, hey)

Goin' both sides, yeah, you could say I'm B-I (Hey, hey)

Got whips like slaves, the garage like, "Yee-haw"

Horses, more car keys than a piano

One came with an umbrella like Rihanna

Nigga, let's be honest (Umm), be honest

Track needed life, nigga, so they put me on it (Yeah, yeah)

Nigga, you don't be on what we on, and 2-1 got three Ks (Yeah)

I think he just might put a sheet on it (Yeah, yeah)

Ice so white, motherfucker, you could ski on it (Switch it up)

Look, any stone I'm in, no less than six digits (Yo, what up, stoner?)

Beep go the Rolls, right-side, I sit in it (Come on, man)

Tick go the watch, it came with a dent in it (Come again)

And skrrt on a plane, just me and my bitch in it (Yo)

(They was talkin' 'bout a hundred million, baby)

Just know it's big business

Hands stay full with them racks like hit tennis (Woo)

And no money, phone account, go get interest

Ah (Ah), you got that back end from the back door

I got offered two-point-five for the last show (Last show, nigga)

I declined 'cause the stage didn't match my ethos

Hmm, they know that I'm sick with it

Look, player, what you wanna do? (Ooh)

Me, I don't like violence, but the guns do (Ooh)

'Cause that gorilla right there, he gon' hunt you (Ooh)

While me and my bitch countin' stars out the sunroof (Ooh)

And if you wanna flick up, I don't want to (Ooh)

And if you say "No cap," I ain't trust you (Ooh)

Nigga, I'm the headline, you a plus one (Ooh)

I got some brand new thoughts and a new silk scarf

And my bitch do too (Too)

Double R talk and I got like two (Two)

Turbo on that bitch and it hit like zoom (Zoom)

In the mirror, who that nigga? I'm like, "You" (You)

Any time I do something, motherfuckers like, "Oof, oof"

[Chorus: 21 Savage & Tyler, The Creator]

Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out

Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out (Bunnyhop, bitch)

Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out (Baudelaire, quit fuckin' playin' with me)

Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out (I'll buy one of you niggas)

Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out

Cash in, cash out, cash in, cash out

Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out (21, 21)