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(Woah, ye, ye, ye, yeah)
(Go, go, ye, ha)
(Yeah, woah, woah)
(Yeah, woah, yah)
Yeah I got the bag
Wanna spend lotta money, yeah
Yeah, I got no stress
Even if you hating on me so much
Yeah, I cannot nap, cannot rest, I cannot die
Going so fast, leaving the rest
But baby you can't hold me back
Yeah, hold me back
Want my homie back
You get stabbed if you getting her back
You can't call me bae
I got the back and I cannot change it
They been going sad
And they been going wrong
Tell me what the fuck is going on
Tell me what the fuck is going wrong
I got two bad bitches from Taiwan
They couple twins and I'm like waoh
No, no, no they don't leave me alone
I hate this lame ass I'm so tough
Finna let my choppa sing a song
Finna put my pistol inside your tongue
She sending pics without the thong
I be on my lane I don't want no moan
But why this hoes wanna be my clone
I been smoking like a Rasta
Mixing like it's Dexter
Yeah my life way better
Know they hate a lot bro
You know I had to switch
And I turned to a rockstar
I like your bitch
'Cause she moves it like a dancer
Her friends love me
They like they I sex, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ha ha
I wanna reach to the top
They looking at me like a G.O.A.T
Counting till I cannot stop
Riding around Ima ghost
I know my bitch got a thot
So Ima ride 'em with the Ghost
No you can't lie to me, no you can't lie to me
Rocking my dick with Balenci jeans
And they wanna be me
She loves my style and my swag
I gotta stick to this and I cannot stick to a cold bitch
Finna make moma rich
She finna pull the stick (bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet, grraa)
Yeah I got the bag
Wanna spend lotta money yeah
Yeah I got no stress
Even if you hating on me so much
Yeah, I cannot nap, cannot rest, I cannot die
Going so fast, leaving the rest
But bby you can't hold me back
WRITERS
Alejandro Pérez, Ivan Rodriguez
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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