Ca$hOut – You Know lyrics

And I been get money so what the fuck you saying?
All white bricks stay wrapped up in saran
That Rarri sitting at the red light
Jewel shinning hard, these bitches say 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 get money so what the fuck you saying?
All white bricks stay wrapped up in saran
That Rarri sitting at the red light
Jewel shinning hard, these bitches say change my name to headlights

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 kitchen 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 saran
That Rarri sitting at the red light
Jewel shinning hard, these bitches say change my name to headlights

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 fell back cause these 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 a drought when your shoes come out
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 saran
That Rarri sitting at the red light
Jewel shinning hard, these bitches say change my name to headlights

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.