Tiger Mafia - Luigi Lyrics

Get that bag, get that bag, do it again
I got so much cash in my wallet, it don't bend
Stacking them bands, stashing them racks, watching them spend
Again and again, again and again and again and again
Feeling something spooky up inside of me
Loose up on that juice that henny fiery
Find me in the mansion playing hide and seek with 10 different models, she brought her friends
Flashing skin and then play pretend like I didn't see
Rick James with these super freaks
What the hell's gotten into me
Too many spirits, these woman is searing
Call my dick ghost how it keep disappearing and then reappearing
Got a body that could raise the dead and she give head like a poltergust
Till my nut gets bust then it's dust to dust and cash to cash
Stacked racks be the aftermath
Neutron time girl have a blast
And I'ma have to pass but you can pass the gas
And I gotta ask right after that could you pass that...
All this green make her knees weak like the chick came from Krypton
Well I'm young black and my dick strong
And it's something you can put your lips on
But that don't seem right
Yo I swear that I'm mostly nice
All she want is that green and white
All she got is codeine and sprite
Spend some cash she might spend some time
But that's all that's spent she gone leave tonight
And she know the deal won't be no fight
She don't know no feels she just knows the vice and I know it's tight
Get that bag, get that bag, do it again
I got so much cash in my wallet, it don't bend
Stacking them bands, stashing them racks, watching them spend
Again and again, again and again and again and again
I'm dripping all black like I'm Batman, f*ck with me I pull up with the Fat Man
Starting beef, that's a whack plan, I'mma have to show you to the trash can
I told that disser not to start that, I'mma have to show him where the bars at
Hair long like I'm Tarzan, I got more f*cking swag than the Czars had
I put his ass in the frying pan
I turned his ass to a crying man
I done seen your ass trying man, but you gotta speak up with your diaphragm
I'm the man all the way to Kazakhstan
I'm the man with the motherf*cking master plan
Bitch I'm how like the sauce down in Yucatán
I be really rapping but you just saran
I been doing this shit since this shit began
I could educate you with no diagram
Show you how to spot a giant scam
Is that Saijozaque? Told her YES, I AM!
Smoking Afghan like it's Amsterdam
And your girl treat my phone like a mammogram
Got the weather report, I'm the weather man
Cocky, can't find nobody not better than
Yeah, if she call you daddy, she calling me granddad
My gang full of radicals, way more than France had
Distributing wealth to all of my comrades
I'm finna take off, get off of my launch pad
Get that bag, get that bag, do it again
I got so much cash in my wallet, it don't bend
Stacking them bands, stashing them racks, watching them spend
Again and again, again and again and again and again
Get that bag, get that bag, do it again
I got so much cash in my wallet, it don't bend
Stacking them bands, stacking them racks, watching them spend
Again and again, again and again and again and again
Bags is tinted, rags expensive
Raf to bitches, and you lack the finish, back to get it
I just bagged the bitches, back to spending while you lack the women
All our style is bitten, we don't limit when we dealing
Raise it to the ceilings
Off your bitch I made a million, I'm sorry I hurt her feelings
Give it time, yeah I'm sure that she'll be healing
Little bitch yeah I treat her like a mattress, f*ck her three times that's a hat trick
I'ma flip the booty on it's axis
Had her on film, she a actress
I think that she famous, every Balenciaga latest
Every time she faded yeah she talk about the same shit
F*ck her one time and she say I am the greatest
I just booked a jet, and we walking back to Vegas
Made 100k at least lets see where it take us
We don't do no fake love, ain't good with second place bruv