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Secure The Bag
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R&B/Soul
Secure The Bag was released on October 23, 2020 by Roc Nation Records, LLC as a part of the album #GRWM
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Album#GRWM
Release DateOctober 23, 2020
LabelRoc Nation Records, LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM137

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ceraadi
Ceraadi
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emaza Gibson
Emaza Gibson
Songwriter
Saiyr Gibson
Saiyr Gibson
Songwriter
Omari G.O. Massenburg
Omari G.O. Massenburg
Songwriter
Joel Banks
Joel Banks
Songwriter
Taylor Banks
Taylor Banks
Songwriter
Sean Mula
Sean Mula
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bank Roll Got It
Bank Roll Got It
Producer
Germán Valdés
Germán Valdés
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Raleigh Dunn
Raleigh Dunn
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
We just secured the bag
I'm seein' why all you hoes mad
All of y'all talkin' that ra-ra
But we out here countin' that cash
We out here runnin' up bands
We too hot, catchin' a tan
I guess that's why all you hoes hatin'
I call 'em my number one fans
[Verse 2]
Makin' this money, I'm makin' a lot
Baby, ain't nothing you can say
Bitch feelin' cocky and shit
Can you stop stalkin' a bitch?
Me and my sis, yeah, we both gettin' rich
[Verse 3]
Now I get to flex
I get to talk about all of these checks
I might go buy me an icy Patek
That's what you haters gon' talk about next
[Verse 4]
Ooh, she upset
Why so upset?
'Cause I got diamonds all over my neck
We flyin' private to come and collect
Slide through your city, securin' the bag
[Verse 5]
Don't talk you
Can't talk back
Where my money?
Cash app that
Damn you mad
Why you mad?
Ooh, your face look so upset
[Verse 6]
Go get a check, woo
Go get a check
That bitch gettin' upset
For these bands, I gave a arm and a leg
Man, I'm just healin' from that
Say you got drip, you ain't drip like that
Claimin' you lit, you ain't lit like that
Bet you ain't know I can spit like that
Yeah, I'm a princess
Princess Sass
[Verse 7]
Princess, princesses
I had a diamond, she kneelin' for me
Get what I want and I do what I please
I had to work and get all of this money
Man, me and my sister, we came from the streets
You can't return us so keep your receipts
Went from the bucket to caramel seats
All of these ****, they just tryna hit
But you cannot finesse me to get in the sheets
[Verse 8]
Get it, pull off
Pack up the goodies, they need to cool off
Now you regret how you feel, that's your loss
Thought I was fly, I was shoppin' at Ross
Now we in Rolls Royce cars
And we got all the sauce
And I ain't takin' no phone calls
Until we get all of ours
Shit, she gettin' it crazy
It been gettin' outta hand lately
Money keep comin' and never fugazi
Keep your two cents, save all that shit
Must be the reason your legacy hatin'
[Verse 9]
We 'bout to run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up now
Watch how we fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up now
[Verse 10]
Uh, I don't give a fuck, Louis V. chucks
Big Mercedes, spendin' big bucks
Switch your plans, big advance
We Ceraadi, who fuckin' with us?
[Verse 11]
I don't give a fuck, Louis V. chucks
Big Mercedes, spendin' big bucks
Switch your plans, big advance
We Ceraadi, who fuckin' with us?
[Verse 12]
We just secured the bag
I'm seein' why all you hoes mad
All of y'all talkin' that ra-ra
But we out here countin' that cash
[Verse 13]
We just secured the bag
I'm seein' why all you hoes mad
(I'm seein' why all you hoes mad)
(I'm seein' why all you hoes mad)
Written by: Emaza Gibson, Joel Banks, Omari G.O. Massenburg, Saiyr Gibson, Sean Mula, Taylor Banks
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