Cash Bags lyrics
by CHRIST DILLINGER
[Verse 1: Lake Kyle]
Cash bags, b*tches, ass (What)
Didn't pass, didn't pas
[?] smash, Gucci lads
Smoking thrax, bring it back
[Verse 2: 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
[Verse 3: Lake Kyle]
Gucci Shades, fade with waves
Give me grades, I ain't ever change
Pistol tuck, he might pop that thing
Pistol tuck, he might pop that thing
[Verse 4: 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 fifty in the club, hoes still going
Cup overflow with mud but we still pouring
[Verse 5: 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 (To the death)
n*ggas hate, but who wouldn't, baby
That boy so fly and nobody made him
[?] n*gga, I'm sittin' cool
Keep a funny b*tch [?] fool
[Verse 6: 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