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Bag Alert Video (MV)




Performed By: Couch God
Language: English
Length: 3:57
Written by: Jamal Bankston
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Couch God - Bag Alert Lyrics




Bag alert
Bag alert
Bag alert
Bag alert
Cmc couch god on my shirt
Swerve hit your block and then I purge
Bag alert
Bag alert
Bag alert
Bag alert
Cmc couch god on my shirt
Swerve hit your block and then I purge
Bag alert
Bag of perp
Grind it up
Bag of dirt
Cmc couch god not in church
All these bitches ride my wave when I surf
Ima asshole smoking afghan ill rep the set with my left had you a dead man pissy bed pan
I don't brag of boast pull off in a ghost f*ck all my haters
Turn ya head and choke want all the smoke really hard to Cope bitch
I'm hardly broke drinking crown and coke
Man down man down man down im the f*cking man now
She say she hate my guts
She say she had enough
Told her She my women crush
And that booty so robust
She saw the bag alert
And then she grab my shirt she let me f*ck I made her work
She like it rough told me you was real I called you bluff
Get off the bus that money make the booty cup yea
Bag alert
Bag alert
Bag alert
Bag alert
Cmc couch god on my shirt
Swerve hit your block and then I purge
Bag alert
Bag alert
Bag alert
Bag alert
Cmc couch god on my shirt
Swerve hit your block and then I purge
F*ck is up fill cup hundred k in a duff shoot a duck cut you off nip and tuck is not enough
Trap of serve you lack the nerve
Summersault a pigeon how I flipped that bitch the bird
Dont try to stall me I go by hoody mally if you playing
Ill make that chopper cut u up and eat your organs
Never been to jail free my niggas f*ck the warden niggas hate man that shit is so reverse
I'm talking out of order
Stack or starving calling niggas Marvin round this bitch its often
When I hit that's on some other shit
Leverage on the judge even though I'm innocent where your money went gone
Like with the wind my set is Ill Must is throw up again
Going in like Kobe what she told me I'm like shoulder shrug emoji
You dont know one and only aint no cloning Bitch you phony outta service now
You roaming even in the group you looking lonely bag alert made her ride the
Wave with no insurance
Bag alert
Bag alert
Bag alert
Bag alert
Cmc couch god on my shirt
Swerve hit your block and then I purge
Bag alert
Bag alert
Bag alert
Bag alert
Cmc couch god on my shirt
Swerve hit your block and then I purge
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English

Bag alert
Bag alert
Bag alert
Bag alert
Cmc couch god on my shirt
Swerve hit your block and then I purge
Bag alert
Bag alert
Bag alert
Bag alert
Cmc couch god on my shirt
Swerve hit your block and then I purge
Bag alert
Bag of perp
Grind it up
Bag of dirt
Cmc couch god not in church
All these bitches ride my wave when I surf
Ima asshole smoking afghan ill rep the set with my left had you a dead man pissy bed pan
I don't brag of boast pull off in a ghost f*ck all my haters
Turn ya head and choke want all the smoke really hard to Cope bitch
I'm hardly broke drinking crown and coke
Man down man down man down im the f*cking man now
She say she hate my guts
She say she had enough
Told her She my women crush
And that booty so robust
She saw the bag alert
And then she grab my shirt she let me f*ck I made her work
She like it rough told me you was real I called you bluff
Get off the bus that money make the booty cup yea
Bag alert
Bag alert
Bag alert
Bag alert
Cmc couch god on my shirt
Swerve hit your block and then I purge
Bag alert
Bag alert
Bag alert
Bag alert
Cmc couch god on my shirt
Swerve hit your block and then I purge
F*ck is up fill cup hundred k in a duff shoot a duck cut you off nip and tuck is not enough
Trap of serve you lack the nerve
Summersault a pigeon how I flipped that bitch the bird
Dont try to stall me I go by hoody mally if you playing
Ill make that chopper cut u up and eat your organs
Never been to jail free my niggas f*ck the warden niggas hate man that shit is so reverse
I'm talking out of order
Stack or starving calling niggas Marvin round this bitch its often
When I hit that's on some other shit
Leverage on the judge even though I'm innocent where your money went gone
Like with the wind my set is Ill Must is throw up again
Going in like Kobe what she told me I'm like shoulder shrug emoji
You dont know one and only aint no cloning Bitch you phony outta service now
You roaming even in the group you looking lonely bag alert made her ride the
Wave with no insurance
Bag alert
Bag alert
Bag alert
Bag alert
Cmc couch god on my shirt
Swerve hit your block and then I purge
Bag alert
Bag alert
Bag alert
Bag alert
Cmc couch god on my shirt
Swerve hit your block and then I purge
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Writer: Jamal Bankston
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