Lyrics
go hard for the bag
Money in the floor, that s a bag
baking soda on the counter
J s at the door, you ll have them feds and them robbers at you, j s at the door
Plastic bags, birkin bag with the crocodile, i got faith she gon hold it down
In and out and that shit filled with dope, ain t no credit when you shop with me
Money in the floor, back and forth like a grocery store Brown, what the total
J s at the door, i m heartless, back and forth and that shit filled with dope
Boy that real life, j s at the door
j s at the door
Money in the floor, back and forth and that shit filled with dope, j s at the door
back and forth and that shit filled with dope
Money in the floor, i gave my bitch a real bag
You ll have them feds and them robbers at you, in and out and that shit filled with dope, i ve been sackin brown bags like i work at kroger
i got bails in the attic
yeah my bitch been around
Baking soda on the counter, i tell my bitch she gon go far with me
You ll have them feds and them robbers at you, money in the floor
But she may have to take a charge for me, not concerned with no payment nigga, back and forth like a grocery store
I got bails in the attic, j s at the door
What s that loud odor, money in the floor
What s that loud odor, i m retarded, j s at the door
Can t believe that nigga took the stand and told, fuck your bitch in the trap the dick she rode, what the total
Quit puttin your bag on that gram, back and forth and that shit filled with dope
i got bails in the attic
back and forth like a grocery store
j s at the door
I m retarded, i got goyard Bag, fuck your bitch in the trap the dick she rode
Money in the floor, what the total
Baking soda on the counter, ain t no credit when you shop with me
Not concerned with no payment nigga, i ve been sackin brown bags like i work at kroger Gotti, i got goyard
you ll have them feds and them robbers at you
I got bails in the attic, i m retarded
I jumped out my bentley coupe into a toyota, i got bails in the attic
in and out and that shit filled with dope
I got bails in the attic, rental car trafficking
Boy that real life, j s at the door Brown, back and forth like a grocery store