Cash Out Cookin It Up (Ft. Rich Homie Quan) Lyrics Cash Out lyrics

[Hook: Ca$h Out] (x2)
I get money, 50 hundreds
Diamonds shinin', now you want me
[Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan]
I'm cookin' it up, Rich Homie Quan gettin' money
Promoters keep bookin' me up
Can't remember last time I was off on a sunday
They on YouTube lookin' me up, tell VMI keep the
checks comin'
Now a young nigga livin' it up, I remember I didn't
have nothin'
Me just goin' crazy, nigga gettin' lazy, still in the
kitchen whippin' it up
Talkin' bout feelings, Rich Homie don't give a fuck
Walk around, pants saggin' with that pistol tucked
That's your girl? Come and get her 'fore I woof
woof, Mystikal
Diamonds, they crystal clear, ridin' in these brand
new cars
Flyin' in that private Lear, straight from the
I'm gon' say how it feel, cash out if I want it
Fuck a record deal, Ca$h Out, what you told 'em?
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Ca$h Out]
Catch me on a beach, lookin' like a ki

Smellin' like a ki, I know you watchin' me
She like "Put your cock in me",
Choppin' the bricks like a rooster
You step on the bricks, I got 'Licia Keys
We servin', we servin', we servin'
I get yo' girlfriend, you know that she twerkin'
I feel like 2Pac, everywhere I go, I'm shirtless,
hah-hah
Cook it up, cook it up, cook it up
Google me, Google me, look me up
[Hook]
I'm cookin' onions
I'm cookin' it up, I'm cookin' it up, I'm cookin' it
up
I'm cookin' it up, I'm cookin' it up, I'm cookin' it
up
highway
I'm gettin' broccoli
She got that sloppy toppy, we call it Slurpee
Bitches tryna figure out my net worth
I'm tryna figure out how that neck work