paroles de chanson Bag Talk - Lorde Looted feat. Ty Gotti

Bag talk big bands in my pockets that's a bag walk
Fuck ya bitch the first night that's the cash fault
Nigga hatin' on the gram throwing mad salt
I ain't wit the politicin' boi that's mad soft
Gotta rocket in the blick make em blast off
Send hit brains to the sky like it's nasa
Dipped off left the nigga on the asphalt
My bitch said why you carry all this cash for
Hold it down she get anything she ask for
On a bean ima fuck her til her ass sore
Looted gang you can call me staxe baggmore
I just bagged up some cash bout to bag more
I be making money moves on a cash tour
I don't ever touch the stash I just add more
Young nigga getting money why you mad for

I'm making this money like I gotta printer
They get no money them niggas pretenders
Stack tall like a forward but now it's a center
Ya man is a loser come fuck wit a winner
Slide wit the gang bending blocks in a sprinter
Send shots out a sprinter he turn to a sprinter
Water my diamonds they drip like a swimmer
Got church in the morning at night she's a sinner
Fuck hoes
Get cash
Stack paper
Big bags
Ex hoes they big mad
I ain't fuckin wit bitches that I been had
And this choppa this on my hip gotta big mag
Swear the oops better chill for this end bad
One call to the plug and he send that
Or i could punch in a bin and i spend that

Bag talk big bands in my pockets that's a bag walk
Fuck ya bitch the first night that's the cash fault
Nigga hatin on the gram throwing mad salt
I ain't wit the politicin' boi that's mad soft
Gotta rocket in the blick make em blast off
Send hit brains to the sky like it's nasa
Dipped off left the nigga on the asphalt
My bitch said why you carry all this cash for
Hold it down she get anything she ask for
On a bean ima fuck her til her ass sore
Looted gang you can call me staxe baggmore
I just bagged up some cash bout to bag more
I be making money moves on a cash tour
I don't ever touch the stash I just add more
Young nigga getting money why you mad for

Come to the bag yea I'm getting that paper
Gripped up with a four fifth it come with a laser
Hittin these haters I see thru the vapors
I'm out in her mouth just like a now or later
Get to paper now and I need it later
Pull off in that big body making em mad
I'm just hitting these stains while I'm counting this cash
Run up on em didn't even have a mask
Shit get critical when it come to that bag
Smokin on that fire mix it wit the hash
Ima get money nigga I love me a stash
These niggas be hatin' they moving too fast
Jealousy big smoke what I got in my bag
A nigga be high while I'm moving like flash
I love me a sack gotta get to the cash
While my niggas bag walk and we do it with swag

Bag talk big bands in my pockets that's a bag walk
Fuck ya bitch the first night that's the cash fault
Nigga hatin' on the gram throwing mad salt
I ain't wit the politicin' boi that's mad soft
Gotta rocket in the blick make em blast off
Send hit brains to the sky like it's nasa
Dipped off left the nigga on the asphalt
My bitch said why you carry all this cash for
Hold it down she get anything she ask for
On a bean ima fuck her til her ass sore
Looted gang you can call me staxe baggmore
I just bagged up some cash bout to bag more
I be making money moves on a cash tour
I don't ever touch the stash I just add more
Young nigga getting money why you mad for