Cash Bags lyrics
by CHRIST DILLINGER
[Lake Kyle]
Cash bags, b*tches, ass
Did it pass, did it pass
[?] smash, Gucci lads
Smoking thrax, bring it back
[Christ Dillinger]
Cash bags, b*tches, ass
Poppin tags, money bags
Benz truck, drive it fast
Benz truck, drive it fast
Brand new Mercedes truck, n*gga, no tags
f*ck a n*gga baby girl, buy her ass a bag
[Lake Kyle]
Gucci Shades, fade with waves
Give me grades, I ain't ever change
Pistol talk, he might pop that thing
Pistol talk, he might pop that thing
[Christ Dillinger]
Poppin' oxy, lean, Molly
Gang wit' me; Wendi, Darkie
Gas lean, gas lean
Gas lean, gas lean
Brand new Rick Owen we don’t do the owing
Light the L put it down L still going
New Maison Margiela tags still showing
Throw a 50 in the club hoes still going
Cup overflow with mud but we still pouring
[Lake Kyle]
Drink overflow, the b*tches, n*ggas
She gon' notice we live in hell
Feel like heaven
All this drip, I feel like sailor
New McQueen, and his tailor
Fake connection, we do it clever
n*ggas hate, but who would it baby
That boy so fly and nobody made him
[?] n*gga, I'm sittin' cool
Keep a funny b*tch [?] fool
[Christ Dillinger]
Brand new Cavalli jeans, I don’t know you n*ggas
I don’t know you n*ggas, I don’t know you n*ggas
I don’t know you n*ggas, I don't know you n*ggas