Brown Bag

Zaytoven Baking soda on the counter J's at the door I got bails in the attic Money in the floor Brown bag, back and forth like a grocery store Plastic bags, in and out and that shit filled with cas Baking soda on the counter J's at the door I got bails in the attic Money in the floor Brown bag, back and forth like a grocery store Plastic bags, back and forth and that shit filled with cas Yo Ain't no credit when you shop with me You want some credit, leave your car with me Skrrt skrrt I tell my bitch she gon' go far with m (She gon' go far with me, baby) But she may have to take a charge for me (Take a charge for me, baby) Baking soda in the 'fridgerator (fridgerator) I got money, that shit come with haters (come with haters What you want, what you need (what you need) I got pounds, I got keys I got Goyard, that's a bag Go hard for the bag I got no heart, I'm heartless For the bag, I'm retarded Birkin bag with the crocodile Yeah my niggas been aroun I gave my bitch a real ba I got faith she gon' hold it down Baking soda on the counter J's at the door I got bails in the attic Money in the floor Brown bag, back and forth like a grocery store Plastic bags, in and out and that shit filled with cas Baking soda on the counter J's at the door I got bails in the attic Money in the floor Brown bag, back and forth like a grocery store Plastic bags, back and forth and that shit filled with cas Yo Why the trap smell like onions What's that loud odor I've been sackin' brown bags like I work at Kroger Not concerned with no payment shit, what the tota I jumped out my Bentley coupe into a Toyota Seatbelt, rental car trafficking Blood on my diamonds, nigga I'm Africa Quit puttin' your bag on that 'gram, boy that real life You'll have them feds and them robbers at you, real life I put my money in the ground and molded Put my trust in a nigga and he folde Can't believe that nigga took the stand and tol Nigga your bitch in the trap the nigga she rolle She want him Baking soda on the counter J's at the door I got bails in the attic Money in the floor Brown bag, back and forth like a grocery store Plastic bags, in and out and that shit filled with cas Baking soda on the counter J's at the door I got bails in the attic Money in the floor Brown bag, back and forth like a grocery store Plastic bags, back and forth and that shit filled with cas Yo