Goyard Bag*

Lyrics
Lyrics from snippet [Intro] Aye y'all turn it down real quick (Tony, Tony, you don't gotta do this) Yeah (Yeah) [Chorus] I'm just chillin' and gettin' high with the gang This shit on my hip (and i got your brain?) I be balling going hard in the paint Making plays like the New Orleans Saints Shit, my Goyard bag like the bank This is a foreign, push the button it crank Money neat, but I'm smoking on stank Hit 'em up give a fuck 'bout his rank [Verse 1] Double cup I'm in love with the drank Say the he getting money, really he ain't I be getting money to heal the pain Bitch sucking me like she got [?] Masked up with that flame like Kane Can't bе broke, these niggas ain't sanе She a ten, but sniffing cocaine 5 clothes [?] My watch costs like 2 or 3 cars I just put 4 or 5 in a [?] Spent 6-7 racks on some ugly ass Martin Atleast everyday I pour me a eight My baby .9 it can come with my ways Ten toes down, putting this shit in their face Glizock be the nigga they love and hate Yeah [Chorus] I'm just chillin' and gettin' high with the gang This shit on my hip (and i got your brain?) I be balling going hard in the paint Making plays like the New Orleans Saints Shit, my Goyard bag like the bank This is a foreign, push the button it crank Money neat, but I'm smoking on stank Hit 'em up don't give a fuck 'bout his rank [Verse 2] [?] Pink diamonds look like drank Got a rock on my pinky, Jigga Go get the money, wise words from Flippa Yeah, go get the money [?] On god (Yeah) I'm a shark in the water, they [?] I'm a Playa, I'm playing my part (Yeah) I'm a Playa, I'm playing my cards I hit 'em with my chain on thats a ménage -
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Credits
- Writers
- Key Glock