Straight For The Bag (feat. LGP QUA)

Straight for the bag (Huh?)

Straight for the bag (Huh?)

Comin' straight for the bag (Huh?)

Look dead in my face, comin' straight for the bag (Huh?)

Real nigga comin' straight for the bag (Huh?)

Bad bitch comin' straight for the bag (Huh?)

Ski mask, comin' straight for the bag (Huh?)

Speed pass, comin' straight for the bag (Huh?)

Straight for the bag (Stop playin' with me)

(Huh?) Straight for the bag (Stop playin' with me)

(Huh?) Straight for the bag (Stop playin' with me)

(Huh?) Comin' straight for the bag (Bag)

The boys

I'm comin' straight for the bag, ain't no kiddin' with me

I need mines and yours, I guess that's the Philly in me

I told her that I love her, I guess that's the Henny in me

New foreign off the lot and I promise you it ain't rented

Hottest in my city, I link with French, now I'm turnin' up

Niggas in your crib masked up, they hear that them birdies duck

Let me in the game, 'bout to take it over, I'm blowin' up

All white VVS gold, baby, I'm glowin' up

Real nigga party, you can't get no invitation

He got life, but his hood respect him, he ain't say shit

Caught him lackin', jump up out the whip, gave him the whole clip

Caught him trappin', said, "You gettin'

Life," gave up his whole clique

Real nigga comin' straight for the bag (Huh?)

Bad bitch comin' straight for the bag (Huh?)

Ski mask, comin' straight for the bag (Huh?)

Speed pass, comin' straight for the bag (Huh?)

Straight for the bag (Stop playin' with me)

(Huh?) Straight for the bag (Stop playin' with me)

(Huh?) Straight for the bag (Stop playin' with me)

(Huh?) Comin' straight for the bag (Bag)

Let's get paid, my nigga, that be the motto

Where I'm from, they rob banks, nigga, they don't bank on the lotto

Two things you smell in the air, death or gelato

In the field, it's nothin' but dead bodies, Cinco de Mayo

Come through, the bag is on me, they got the pale faces

He ain't leave a witness, but definitely left some shell casings

Couldn't beat the case 'cause he Black and you know the judge racist

Keep it real, I like blue faces, nigga, not new faces

Hear it in my voice, man, I'm hungry, nigga, it's dinner time

You can't break bread with your team, then he ain't a friend of mine

Once I close my bedroom door, she know that it's lickin' time

I told these rappers they time's tickin', nigga, I been the bomb

Real nigga comin' straight for the bag (Huh?)

Bad bitch comin' straight for the bag (Huh?)

Ski mask, comin' straight for the bag (Huh?)

Speed pass, comin' straight for the bag (Huh?)

Straight for the bag (Stop playin' with me)

(Huh?) Straight for the bag (Stop playin' with me)

(Huh?) Straight for the bag (Stop playin' with me)

(Huh?) Comin' straight for the bag (Bag)

Stop playin' with me

Stop playin' with me

Stop playin' with me

Coke Boy, baby

La música de Harry Fraud