Lyrics

I got the bag on me I got the cash on me Yo girl really want me She used to pass on me I had to run run run run Run my check up I was down bad last year Now i'm flexed up I got the bag on me I got the cash on me Yo girl really want me She used to pass on me I had to run run run run Run my check up I was down bad last year Now i'm flexed up Next up Don't try to check us Diamonds froze Bitch i'm cold from the neck up And this ain't school so you niggas not gon test us Bring broke made me sick i got my check up And they gon say i sold my soul At least I sold something And they say the price is right i made a cool hunnid Shawty bad looking at me like she really want it I'm bout to beat the pussy up just like it stole something Thees nigga flaws Yeah they don't know how to keep it real They talking too much And that's the shit that get you killed We do it different on my side they wish we You wish and built like a star Oh we can fucking tell I got the bag on me I got the cash on me Yo girl really want me She used to pass on me I had to run run run run Run my check up I was down bad last year Now i'm flexed up I got the bag on me I got the cash on me Yo girl really want me She used to pass on me I had to run run run run Run my check up I was down bad last year Now i'm flexed up
Writer(s): Jyrelle O'connor, Harry Charles Gough, Mucktar Khan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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