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Ca$h4zi - Bag Lyrics



Ca$h4zi - Bag Lyrics




We back outchea
You really thought we were gone didn't you?

Maison Margiela my bag
Booty come when a young nigga land
Hundred thousand on my hand, Gucci my bag
Yeah we young niggas don't lack
F*ck up the check and I f*ck up the system
Niggas around when I shoot I don't miss them
Modus on me and my RAF you can't reach them
We on the come up young niggas we teach them

Maison Margiela my toes, my clothes, my hoes
Walking around with the bag
All of these niggas they f*ck for the bag
I'm in Bahamas I'm taking a picture
All of my niggas they ain't f*cking with you
She want the dick, yeah she put it on the wishlist
Three days later, yeah she got the siphilis
Give her the banz, watch her blow
Shorty is my little hoe
Patek Philippe, pull an iced out on my wrist
Shorty blowing me a kiss
And she really getting pissed
She said she do not suck dick (she's lying)
But I put her on my check list

Maison Margiela my bag
Booty come when a young nigga land
Hundred thousand on my hand, Gucci my bag
Yeah we young niggas don't lack
F*ck up the check and I f*ck up the system
Niggas around when I shoot I don't miss them
Modus on me and my RAF you can't reach them
We on the come up young niggas we teach them

Yeah, they want me to teach them
I am a killer the beat is my victim
You need to listen
I speak so fast they be loving my diction
This is not fiction (facts)
I might just count through racks
Counting up rack on rack
Track on track
Ca$hmanny back on track yeah
I'm back on track making hits back to back
Niggas just be staring at me like an ancient artifact
It's a fact, manny spent a stack and I make it back
Then I spend another fat one on that new Margiela bag
Ca$hmanny the best, like I'm asthmatic I bang on my chest
I don't even rest, no
Get your girl ready for general flex
Keeping it private like market economy
Classified taxonomy
Lot of niggas wanna be, infront of me
But your days are numbered like Deuteronomy

Maison Margiela my bag
Booty come when a young nigga land
Hundred thousand on my hand, Gucci my bag
Yeah we young niggas don't lack
F*ck up the check and I f*ck up the system
Niggas around when I shoot I don't miss them
Modus on me and my RAF you can't reach them
We on the come up young niggas we teach them
Maison Margiela my bag
Maison Margiela my bag
Maison Margiela my bag
Maison Margiela my bag
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We back outchea
You really thought we were gone didn't you?

Maison Margiela my bag
Booty come when a young nigga land
Hundred thousand on my hand, Gucci my bag
Yeah we young niggas don't lack
F*ck up the check and I f*ck up the system
Niggas around when I shoot I don't miss them
Modus on me and my RAF you can't reach them
We on the come up young niggas we teach them

Maison Margiela my toes, my clothes, my hoes
Walking around with the bag
All of these niggas they f*ck for the bag
I'm in Bahamas I'm taking a picture
All of my niggas they ain't f*cking with you
She want the dick, yeah she put it on the wishlist
Three days later, yeah she got the siphilis
Give her the banz, watch her blow
Shorty is my little hoe
Patek Philippe, pull an iced out on my wrist
Shorty blowing me a kiss
And she really getting pissed
She said she do not suck dick (she's lying)
But I put her on my check list

Maison Margiela my bag
Booty come when a young nigga land
Hundred thousand on my hand, Gucci my bag
Yeah we young niggas don't lack
F*ck up the check and I f*ck up the system
Niggas around when I shoot I don't miss them
Modus on me and my RAF you can't reach them
We on the come up young niggas we teach them

Yeah, they want me to teach them
I am a killer the beat is my victim
You need to listen
I speak so fast they be loving my diction
This is not fiction (facts)
I might just count through racks
Counting up rack on rack
Track on track
Ca$hmanny back on track yeah
I'm back on track making hits back to back
Niggas just be staring at me like an ancient artifact
It's a fact, manny spent a stack and I make it back
Then I spend another fat one on that new Margiela bag
Ca$hmanny the best, like I'm asthmatic I bang on my chest
I don't even rest, no
Get your girl ready for general flex
Keeping it private like market economy
Classified taxonomy
Lot of niggas wanna be, infront of me
But your days are numbered like Deuteronomy

Maison Margiela my bag
Booty come when a young nigga land
Hundred thousand on my hand, Gucci my bag
Yeah we young niggas don't lack
F*ck up the check and I f*ck up the system
Niggas around when I shoot I don't miss them
Modus on me and my RAF you can't reach them
We on the come up young niggas we teach them
Maison Margiela my bag
Maison Margiela my bag
Maison Margiela my bag
Maison Margiela my bag
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Writer: The Lase
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