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Want A Bag (feat. Sauce Havin)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sauce Havin
Sauce Havin
Vocals
Flippa
Flippa
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacheim White
Jacheim White
Composer
Gregory Grant
Gregory Grant
Composer
Dylan Berg
Dylan Berg
Composer
Kevin Markees Purnell
Kevin Markees Purnell
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Iceberg Beatz
Iceberg Beatz
Producer
Jsdg Beats
Jsdg Beats
Producer

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Hellcat drive fast Do the dash You be riding skat pack I be racing to the fucking cash Late to the meeting drive the speed Demon The hundreds I'm feening I quit the lean and I want the bread just like Willie Beamen I just want a bag Shoot like Durango, shoot like Django I been the shooter, I go where the thang go Money keep coming from all different angles, so I stack the cash It could be the car but Flippa's the driver Slow it up, speed it up, I am the rider I used to move heavy now I move lighter I just want a bag (Flippa!) New Benz, new Benz New money, new money Forgi the feet now they funky Pray to god everyday ten times on Sunday's Quarterback or quarter sack Pick it off run it back like the cornerback I don't complain, I just pick up where I slack I really got my hood on my back New paint job racer stripes I drive the brand new Bentley for the night I do the Jag but only F Type Wrecked out the seats and then pipe up the pipes See I been havin' I been eating you been fasting Sauce pull up in a new Aston Hatcback turbo it's snatching And I'm still dabbin' Why the hell you think they call me McFadden Hellcat drive fast Do the dash You be riding skat pack I be racing to the fucking cash Late to the meeting drive the speed Demon The hundreds I'm feening I quit the lean and I want the bread just like Willie Beamen I just want a bag Shoot like Drango, shoot like Django I been the shooter, I go where the thang go Money keep coming from all different angles, so I stack the cash It could be the car but Flippa's the driver Slow it up, speed it up, I am the rider I used to move heavy now I move lighter I just want a bag (Sauce) I just want a bag full of blues I just want a coupe no roof Bad bitch but she got a good Attitude and she got her own bag too (ooo) Rich nigga what I look like let one Of you broke niggas fuck up my mood (no) Havin' gang we ain't had shit Now I split the bag in half with it OG Flippa back to back bitch Got the work doing backflips Nigga we been in the trap since Niggas had to use the map quest Pull up on you bout the cash You fuck niggas get no pass My young niggas right on your ass They ain't playing when it come to that bag (Sauce) Hellcat drive fast Do the dash You be riding skat pack I be racing to the fucking cash Late to the meeting drive the speed Demon The hundreds I'm feening I quit the lean and I want the bread just like Willie Beamen I just want a bag Shoot like Drango, shoot like Django I been the shooter, I go where the thang go Money keep coming from all different angles so I stack the cash It could be the car but Flippa's the driver Slow it up, speed it up, I am the rider I used to move heavy now I move lighter I just want a bag
Writer(s): Dylan J. Berg, Jahceim White Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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