Ca$h Out (Cash Out) - Hard To Breathe lyrics

[Hook: Ca$h Out] I thought I told you n***as I was running bands to the ceiling We making it hard for n***as to breathe, we making a k**ing All of my n***as at the top and yeah you know we talking millis The cars is pretty, the money is pretty, the girls is pretty We making a k**ing, we making a k**ing, we making a k**ing I thought I told you n***as I was running bands to the ceiling We making it hard for n***as to breathe, we making a k**ing We making a k**ing, we making a k**ing, we making a k**ing (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) [Verse 1: Ca$h Out] Ten thousand for the trap feat, hey, you can call me money Mitch baby Got that motherf**ing drummer hanging like the crack jacks, hit the 80s baby Grey poupon, grey Mercedes Pockets on slim, he actin' shady Pot pot chicken, mash potatoes, I'm k**ing the hood, no favors Money going up, no neighbors Top going up, f** you haters Put your cape on, I know you saved her I'm boostin' my ratings, I'm getting greater I got the code, no DaVinci I got the J's, my Givenchy's, I'm counting Benji's All in detention, graduated from getting the pennys Little bitty b**h you know you a pimpin' Gold and with the works you liking my pimpin' I'm going right in they like what he sippin' (?) to handle my business Still on that f** sh**, handle my business Movie to long, we need an extended Clip to long, they say it's extended You gotta be kiddin' me [Hook: Ca$h Out] I thought I told you n***as I was running bands to the ceiling We making it hard for n***as to breathe, we making a k**ing All of my n***as at the top and yeah you know we talking millis The cars is pretty, the money is pretty, the girls is pretty We making a k**ing, we making a k**ing, we making a k**ing I thought I told you n***as I was running bands to the ceiling We making it hard for n***as to breathe, we making a k**ing We making a k**ing, we making a k**ing, we making a k**ing (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) [Verse 2: Playboi Carti] Ooh, ahh, diamonds they wet like a sink Ooh, yah, yah, diamonds they wet like a tank Ooh, ooh, my shooters my shooters pull off in a tank Ya, aye, ooh, my shooters my shooters pull off in a tank Ya, aye, blowing a check (check, check) Blowing a check Ya, ooh, up on the block What?, What?, She all on my neck Ooh, ooh, tats on my neck Yah, ooh, tats on my neck What?, ooh, 20 my set Ya, Ya, get your boy wet Ooh, ooh, b**hes they f** me b**hes not f**ing not comin' Ooh, ooh, My n***as are drunk Ooh, If I start fighting we jumpin' Got a whole club that pump it Got a whole club that pump it What?, What?, What?, I do this sh** for the morning [Hook: Ca$h Out] I thought I told you n***as I was running bands to the ceiling We making it hard for n***as to breathe, we making a k**ing All of my n***as at the top and yeah you know we talking millis The cars is pretty, the money is pretty, the girls is pretty We making a k**ing, we making a k**ing, we making a k**ing I thought I told you n***as I was running bands to the ceiling We making it hard for n***as to breathe, we making a k**ing We making a k**ing, we making a k**ing, we making a k**ing (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) [Outro: Playboi Carti] (Ooh, aye) Yeah, yeah ,yeah (Ooh, ya, ooh) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Ooh, ooh, what?, aye) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Ooh, ooh, ooh) Yeah, yeah, yeah n***as wanna be me, I'm like yeah, yeah, yeah b**hes wanna see me, I'm like yeah, yeah, yeah I'm with Ca$h Out, countin' up, aye, yeah, yeah, yeah Mountin' up, bootin' up, what?, what? Turn up, turn up, what? Mounted up, booted up, aye, what?