BDOE - Cuso (feat. Chuck Diezel) Lyrics

Aye this what you been waiting on my nigga
Chuck Diezel it's yo time (Yea yea)
Aye
(Yea yea yea)
You got that bag?
(Yea yea)
Aight
(Yea yea yea)
Let's go
Ok I'm caked up and I'm swagged out
Caked up and I'm swagged out
Caked up and I'm swagged out
I hit the store and I spazz out
I'm caked up and I'm swagged out
Caked up and I'm swagged out
Caked up and I'm swagged out
Don't make me pull that bag out
I'm caked up and I'm swagged out
Caked up and I'm swagged out
Caked up and I'm swagged out
I hit the store and I spazz out
I'm caked up and I'm swagged out
Caked up and I'm swagged out
Caked up and I'm swagged out
Don't make me pull that bag out
Ok I'm caked up and I'm swagged out
And I'm on top like a screwed top
But I won't flop
Like a belly flop
I'm so high no astronaut
Hash no brown no tater tot
I'm king authur no Camelot
Just make hits don't rap a lot
She so bad gon take her out
Hair just done gon sweat it out
Make up I'm gon smear it out
I'm chuck diezel don't wear it out
And yo bitch know what I'm talking bout
When I hit the mall yea I'm spazzing out
Gucci belt yea I'm wearing out
Louie bags yea we carry out
Got damn right we cashing out
Too much money so the hoes is out
Her stomach in but her ass is out
I'm fresh as f*ck designered out
Yo shit cold but I'm Fahrenheit
I know hating niggas don't like
But you think I give a f*ck though?
I'm up high on my high horse
Oiled up blotto
Louded soprano
My money long Durant dough
And I ain't with that snitching shit
I plead the fifth James Monroe
Pass that bitch rondo
Get to that money pronto
Bad bitch on my side looking like she from Tokyo
Ok I'm caked up and I'm swagged out
Caked up and I'm swagged out
Caked up and I'm swagged out
I hit the store and I spazz out
I'm caked up and I'm swagged out
Caked up and I'm swagged out
Caked up and I'm swagged out
Don't make me pull that bag out
I'm caked up and I'm swagged out
Caked up and I'm swagged out
Caked up and I'm swagged out
I hit the store and I spazz out
I'm caked up and I'm swagged out
Caked up and I'm swagged out
Caked up and I'm swagged out
Don't make me pull that bag out
I'm caked up and I'm swagged out
Bougie chick in my Louie kicks
Too much for me to brag bout
Stunting hard no movie clips
Like chaps I put her ass out
If she on that goofy shit
I'm self made no handouts
I'm high as f*ck I'm pondering
If money talk no arguing
I'm cool as hell in this cardigan
I pull up I hop out
They like got damn he went hard again
Bottles pop like target practice
Bring it to my table
So many horseshoes in my closet
That I call that bitch the stable
Plus I'm smooth as mashed potatoes
Boa we gravy in this bitch
How you doing?
Doesn't matter because I don't give a shit
I paved a way I'm a boss
BDOE never take a loss
Ran out of cash
It's ok swiping out like I'm getting off
But I'm getting off
I don't boast
Gucci loafs
On a boat
When I smoke
Boa I float like ice cream mixed with coke
See I wake up and I grind out
Wake up and I grind out
I see you in them leggings
Can't wait to stretch them legs out
Ok I'm caked up and I'm swagged out
Caked up and I'm swagged out
Caked up and I'm swagged out
I hit the store and I spazz out
I'm caked up and I'm swagged out
Caked up and I'm swagged out
Caked up and I'm swagged out
Don't make me pull that bag out
I'm caked up and I'm swagged out
Caked up and I'm swagged out
Caked up and I'm swagged out
I hit the store and I spazz out
I'm caked up and I'm swagged out
Caked up and I'm swagged out
Caked up and I'm swagged out
Don't make me pull that bag out
Bags out