lirik lagu cash$tarchris - bapex
[verse 1: cash$tarchris]
with my brothers and we all fried
in the coupe, we gon’ fly
bapex, gotta check the time
they all know that i wanna die
shawty know i love suckin’ her titty
i won’t treat her like the past guys
on the up, cause we lit in the city
need a piece of the, piece of the pie
i got moncler all up on my sweater
gonna leave me, good luck findin’ better
i stay stacking the swiss and the cheddar
now she know that she makin’ an error
stop havin’ these dreams, i never
thought she was for life, forever
do a show, i be feeling the pressure
sometimes i think i’ll never be better
these feelings leave them in the cellar
they been blind like helen keller
sent a wish that she was really heather
on the edge of collapsing like ledger
and i’m rapping like i been the goat
playin’ chess, they stay stackin’ the checkers
all this money i’ll be the investor
i say action, i’ll be the director
all these voices, i’ll be my own mentor
all these texts i shoulda sent her
all these texts i shoulda sent her. aye
all these texts i shoulda sent her, yuh
all these texts, all these texts, all these texts
all these texts, all these texts, all these texts
aye, all these texts, all these texts, all these texts
[verse 2: margiela sorcerer & cash$tarchris ]
she know i’m the man, hot like superman
but i feel like lex luthor
i been counting bands, feel it in my hands
man i’m lookin like i’m buddha
uh, boot up
i’m on, boot up
yeah buddha
i feel like i’m boo’d up
hol’ up wait
shhh shut up
now you sayin’ too much
i’m counting that money i get to the moolah
shawty bad, frozen medusa
i pour me a cup then i pour me like 2 cups
yeah, now pour me that dusse up
she a c$g fein
she one for the team, and i keep me a team
full of bad bitties, i’m like show me your titties
i ride through the city, her eyes lookin’ pretty
i’m not even tipsy, yea
i see the club lights reflect in her eyes
i can’t even lie (i’m not even lyin)
i’m not even lyin, yeah
i’m not even lyin, i’m not even lyin
i don’t keep me the iron
but i keep me the iron
i look to inspire
they tell me my music is fire
i hit it for hire, i stay making the 3’s
i’m smoking the trees i’m burnin the ivern
like an ivy league student, i’m lit
midterm and finals, i don’t give a sh~t
i’m making this music like i showed a dih
start locking like ima throw a fit
nettspend, im a bad ass f~cking kid
i’m a bad ass f~cking kid
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