Cll this Saint Laurent I feel godly, not stain, yeah ok.
Big Bags rolling through in the foreign
I got all the trees you can meet me in the garden
You don't fool me bitch i know that shit is Zara
In my closet Louis, Fendi and some Prada
Get a bag, get a bag, get some bags, yeah
Get a bag, bitches bags be from last year
New money, blue money and the cashier
Get the cash yeah, take off the fitted no cap here.
Got work for what you want to earn
Let him try to hit it, then he miss it, thats a curve
I don't want love if its not my turn
I just dead him quick like I put him in a hearse
Racing for the bags boy you rent that shit from hertz
Your boyfriend in my dm's got receipts you know it hurts
Left him on read that I wrote another story
It's not my fault that you bitches are so boring.
Huh Oh, Huh Oh, Uh Oh, Hey, Huh Oh, Huh Oh, Uh Oh, Hey.
I'm a thief in the night, you be sleep in the night,
You be dreaming thats my life, jeez.
Call my phone yeah boy leave me alone,
Say you want me but you got to grow,
But you always on my dick yeah,
Cut him off, crop him out the picture.
Big Bags rolling through in the foreign
I got all the trees you can meet me in the garden
You don't fool me bitch i know that shit is Zara
In my closet Louis, Fendi and some Prada
Get a bag, get a bag, get some bags, yeah
Get a bag, bitches bags be from last year
New money, blue money and the cashier
Get the cash yeah, take off the fitted no cap here.
Cll this Saint Laurent I feel godly, not stain, yeah ok.
Cll this Saint Laurent I feel godly, not stain, yeah ok.
Remi Lewis - Bag$ Lyrics
Remi Lewis - Bag$ Lyrics
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English
Cll this Saint Laurent I feel godly, not stain, yeah ok.
Big Bags rolling through in the foreign
I got all the trees you can meet me in the garden
You don't fool me bitch i know that shit is Zara
In my closet Louis, Fendi and some Prada
Get a bag, get a bag, get some bags, yeah
Get a bag, bitches bags be from last year
New money, blue money and the cashier
Get the cash yeah, take off the fitted no cap here.
Got work for what you want to earn
Let him try to hit it, then he miss it, thats a curve
I don't want love if its not my turn
I just dead him quick like I put him in a hearse
Racing for the bags boy you rent that shit from hertz
Your boyfriend in my dm's got receipts you know it hurts
Left him on read that I wrote another story
It's not my fault that you bitches are so boring.
Huh Oh, Huh Oh, Uh Oh, Hey, Huh Oh, Huh Oh, Uh Oh, Hey.
I'm a thief in the night, you be sleep in the night,
You be dreaming thats my life, jeez.
Call my phone yeah boy leave me alone,
Say you want me but you got to grow,
But you always on my dick yeah,
Cut him off, crop him out the picture.
Big Bags rolling through in the foreign
I got all the trees you can meet me in the garden
You don't fool me bitch i know that shit is Zara
In my closet Louis, Fendi and some Prada
Get a bag, get a bag, get some bags, yeah
Get a bag, bitches bags be from last year
New money, blue money and the cashier
Get the cash yeah, take off the fitted no cap here.
Cll this Saint Laurent I feel godly, not stain, yeah ok.
Cll this Saint Laurent I feel godly, not stain, yeah ok.
Big Bags rolling through in the foreign
I got all the trees you can meet me in the garden
You don't fool me bitch i know that shit is Zara
In my closet Louis, Fendi and some Prada
Get a bag, get a bag, get some bags, yeah
Get a bag, bitches bags be from last year
New money, blue money and the cashier
Get the cash yeah, take off the fitted no cap here.
Got work for what you want to earn
Let him try to hit it, then he miss it, thats a curve
I don't want love if its not my turn
I just dead him quick like I put him in a hearse
Racing for the bags boy you rent that shit from hertz
Your boyfriend in my dm's got receipts you know it hurts
Left him on read that I wrote another story
It's not my fault that you bitches are so boring.
Huh Oh, Huh Oh, Uh Oh, Hey, Huh Oh, Huh Oh, Uh Oh, Hey.
I'm a thief in the night, you be sleep in the night,
You be dreaming thats my life, jeez.
Call my phone yeah boy leave me alone,
Say you want me but you got to grow,
But you always on my dick yeah,
Cut him off, crop him out the picture.
Big Bags rolling through in the foreign
I got all the trees you can meet me in the garden
You don't fool me bitch i know that shit is Zara
In my closet Louis, Fendi and some Prada
Get a bag, get a bag, get some bags, yeah
Get a bag, bitches bags be from last year
New money, blue money and the cashier
Get the cash yeah, take off the fitted no cap here.
Cll this Saint Laurent I feel godly, not stain, yeah ok.
Cll this Saint Laurent I feel godly, not stain, yeah ok.