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21 Savage
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Stimme und Gesang
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Pharrell Williams
Songwriter:in
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Songwriter:in
Tyler Okonma
Songwriter:in
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Pharrell Williams
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Mike Larson
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Vic Wainstein
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John A Costello III
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Collin Kadlec
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Jonathan Lopez Garcia
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Manny Marroquin
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Zach Pereyra
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Trey Station
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Anthony J Vilchis
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Michelle Mancini
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[Intro]
Straight up
[Chorus]
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]
Ridin' in the car with no keys (Straight up)
Louis V shirt with no sleeves (On God)
Slaughter Gang, ****, I'm reppin' (21)
Choppa get to preachin', I'm the reverend (21)
Call him New Era, he cappin' (Yeah)
Them the type of **** I ain't dappin' (On God)
When I book a show, make my back end cash-in
21, Uncle Sam, dog, 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 Mille when I get bored (Bored)
Put my sidepiece inside a Porsche (A Porsche)
Money turned me to an asshole
I ain't gon' lie, I was used to bein' poor (21)
[Verse 2]
I put Chanel on my feet (And work)
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 Pharrell)
Pharrell made this, so it's a million dollar beat (Straight up)
V12 VVS, I fell in love with V's (Straight up)
Walk in your session, you ain't rappin' '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 ya ass how high? (On God)
[Verse 3]
Momma got a Benz, she smiled (21)
Then she got a house, she cried (21)
**** 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 little than little (21)
Put a hundred bands on your head
Now they jumpin' up and down, playin' monkey in the middle
She swallowed 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 momma love me, so she hid all my pistols (Straight up)
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 4]
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?"
****, get out the way, that girl my bae
Rock on my hand, nah, this ain't Dwayne
This shit neon, yellow like pee on it
On both sides, yeah, you can say I'm b-i
Got whips like slaves, the garage like yee-haw
Horses, more car keys than a piano
One came with an umbrella like Rihanna
****, let's be honest, I'm beyond
This track needed life, ****, so they put me on it
****, you don't be on what we on
And 21 got three Ks
I think he just might put a sheet on it
Ice so white, muhfucka, you could ski on it, look
[Verse 5]
Any stone I'm in, no less than six digits
Beep go the Rolls, right side, I sit in it
Tick go the watch, it came with a dent in it
And skrrt go the plane, just me and my bitch in it
They was talkin' 'bout 100 million, baby
Just know it was big business
Hand stay full with them racks like hit tennis
And no money, phone account, go get interest
Aww, you got that back end from that back door
I got offered 2.5 for the last show
I declined 'cause the stage didn't match my ethos
Mmm, they know that I'm sick with it
Look, playa, what you wanna do?
Me, I don't like violence, but the guns do
'Cause that gorilla right there, he gon' hunt you
While me and my bitch countin' stars out the sun roof
And if you wanna flick up, I don't want to
And if you say no cap, I can't trust you
****, I'm the headline, you a plus one
I got some brand new thoughts and a new silk scarf
And my bitch do too
Double R talk and I got like two
Turbo in that bitch and it hit like zoom
In the mirror, who dat ****? I'm like you
Anytime I do somethin', muhfuckas like oof, oof
[Chorus]
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, 21
Written by: Pharrell Williams, Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph, Tyler Okonma