Текст песни Cash Out the Bag - Biever Boys

Cash out the bag and I bag it
Cash out the back of the Louis V baggage
Stash out that bitch with them big automatics
All of the shots that we take cinematic
Boy, while you stutter like static
I'm hitting these bars like an addict
Diamonds wetter than Katrina, they tragic
Pull a bitch out of my Benz like it's magic

Just like its magic, bitch, I'm Houdini
Sauce on yo bitch just like it's fettuccine
My side hoe a gypsy, my main bitch like genie
Slide on my bottle, that shit could get steamy
Your boyfriends are jealous, yo man wanna be me
Just like the west coast, yo girl wanna see me
Pull out zucchini, that shit look real creamy
Then Butter her face, then roll out all greasy

Yuh, yuh, yuh
The way that I do it real easy
Make it for cheap and then sell it like Yeezy
Overpriced fake, but their still gonna need me
Cause who else gon sell them self worth when I'm leaving?

Hot as fuck, lil bitch, I am on fire
I kill dragons make, volcanoes retire
Boy who cried wolf, nigga, you is a liar
Leave little hood riding red like Lil Boat

Aye, take that bitches cookies and turn it to smoke
She long dick the joint, only reason she choke
Pull out the frog eyes and make that bitch croak
She whiter than Blake nostrils after the coke

Nigga, I am the chicken, you niggas the yolk
My crew is the punchline, y'all lames is the joke
Hear this shit and you get stoked
Like the kids when Ye says he likes some of the shit that they wrote

Yuh, yuh
Pull out in Beamers, fuck Hondas
Driving drunk like Carina yell Fonda
Alpaca my shoulder, my waist is on llama
The heaters, we smoke up the room like a sauna

I pull out the nina
That shit stay on silent, but sing like Selena
Bitch, swing like Serena
Bite dick like piranha
And it's no-no to condoms
Create shit like Brahma