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πŸ‘€ 2hats β€’ 🎼 backnmybag β€’ ⏱️ 2:15
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⏱️ 2:15 duration
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Look (Okay)
Woke up, made ten, and I spend it like that
Prada, Celine, man I'm back in my bag
In then I'm out, I'll be gone in a flash
Cool as a bitch and I'm sharp as a tack
Platinum my plaque when I hop on a track
Had it, I'm having, I'm making 'em mad
Know what to do, think I just have a knack
7.62 disassemble your back
Grateful and gracious, don't fuck with a hater
I never complain 'cause I got what I have
Saving my savings, I don't have no patience
I fuck up a check when I walk up in Saks
Look at me wrong and you meeting your maker
Don't reach in my pocket, don't fuck with my paper
I don't have no neighbors, I stay in Jamaica
I'll never fall off, I ain't going out sad
Up in the booth making sure that it slap
They knowing my name, put a hat on my hat
I swap out the Bentley, I wanted a coupe
I pull up to the dealer, pull off in a Jag
I'm talking my talk went to riches from rags
You sleeping, you better wake up from your nap
You've never seen nobody do it like me
Only one that you know made a bag of a rap
Woke up, made ten, and I spend it like that
Prada, Celine, man I'm back in my bag
In then I'm out, I'll be gone in a flash
Cool as a bitch and I'm sharp as a tack
Platinum my plaque when I hop on a track
Had it, I'm having, I'm making 'em mad
Know what to do, think I just have a knack
7.62 disassemble your back
I don't lie (I don't lie)
I'm always honest (I'm always honest)
You know I'm high (You know I'm high)
But I moved on from marijuana
I stay fried (I stay fried)
I met lil shawty down at Onyx
She a vibe (She a vibe)
Yeah, she's a modern prima donna
I'm her type
If she lucky I'll bring her back home
Heart on my sleeve, that's just Comme des GarΓ§ons
Shirt is from Paris, my pants are from Rome
All this shit that I got, man, I got on my own
You ain't doing enough while I'm doing the most
Spent five on my shirt and paid two for my coat
I gotta give thanks to my God every morning
'Cause yesterday had a nightmare I was broke, then I
Woke up, made ten, and I spend it like that
Prada, Celine, man I'm back in my bag
In then I'm out, I'll be gone in a flash
Cool as a bitch and I'm sharp as a tack
Platinum my plaque when I hop on a track
Had it, I'm having, I'm making 'em mad
Know what to do, think I just have a knack
7.62 disassemble your back
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