The Bag (Fuck the Luv)
I dont do no talking
I just do it
When you see me out
I'm getting to it
Ride right by you suckas
Never wave
If you aint bout this bread
You in the way nigga
So fuck the love
Where the bag at
Fuck the love
Where the bag at nigga
Fuck the love
Where the bag at
Muthafuck the love
Where the bag at
Fuck the love where the bag at
Drive on Lebron make em back back
Used to be that nigga niggas laughed at
Now I'm bout to park a foreign where the trap at
A1 everywhere you lack at
Dolo but you know just where the straps at
Love for them, I no longer have that
I'm right where I belong
Welcome back Ca$h
Duffle stuffing, double uppin
I came from nothing
So I'm double stunting
Fuck you bustas, wont change for nothing
Feel my blood rushing
Palms itching that money coming
Fuck who hate I love it
Aint bout paper fuck we discussing, gone
I dont do no talking
I just do it
When you see me out
I'm getting to it
Ride right by you suckas
Never wave
If you aint bout this bread
You in the way nigga
So fuck the love
Where the bag at
Fuck the love
Where the bag at nigga
Fuck the love
Where the bag at
Muthafuck the love
Where the bag at
Its fuck niggas cuz they fuck niggas
And we aint go no love for these fuck niggas
I'm telling every slide
Once we done slide
Cuz I aint got the time
I'm tryna cuff millions
Still remember being broke
What a rough feeling
Different year same coat
Those were tuff winters
I sat back took my notes
Now I'm up killing
And threw my logo on a rope
Button trunk ceilings
Pockets bricked so I'm poppin shit
Got the wrist patek wrapped
Hanging out the whip
My doubters pissed
Cant deny know I grind for this
Its signed and stitched
Got the keys time to lock the strip
Real niggas back in style
Do applaud em
On go we must eat
We was starving
Hoes know we must see
Aint no stalling
Working lead me to bossin
Cashing out on em often
(So what you talkin nigga, huh?)
I dont do no talking
I just do it
When you see me out
I'm getting to it
Ride right by you suckas
Never wave
If you aint bout this bread
You in the way nigga
So fuck the love
Where the bag at
Fuck the love
Where the bag at nigga
Fuck the love
Where the bag at
Muthafuck the love
Where the bag at
I dont do no talking
I just do it
When you see me out
I'm getting to it
Ride right by you suckas
Never wave
If you aint bout this bread
You in the way nigga
So fuck the love
Where the bag at
Fuck the love
Where the bag at nigga
Fuck the love
Where the bag at
Muthafuck the love
Where the bag at
I just do it
When you see me out
I'm getting to it
Ride right by you suckas
Never wave
If you aint bout this bread
You in the way nigga
So fuck the love
Where the bag at
Fuck the love
Where the bag at nigga
Fuck the love
Where the bag at
Muthafuck the love
Where the bag at
Fuck the love where the bag at
Drive on Lebron make em back back
Used to be that nigga niggas laughed at
Now I'm bout to park a foreign where the trap at
A1 everywhere you lack at
Dolo but you know just where the straps at
Love for them, I no longer have that
I'm right where I belong
Welcome back Ca$h
Duffle stuffing, double uppin
I came from nothing
So I'm double stunting
Fuck you bustas, wont change for nothing
Feel my blood rushing
Palms itching that money coming
Fuck who hate I love it
Aint bout paper fuck we discussing, gone
I dont do no talking
I just do it
When you see me out
I'm getting to it
Ride right by you suckas
Never wave
If you aint bout this bread
You in the way nigga
So fuck the love
Where the bag at
Fuck the love
Where the bag at nigga
Fuck the love
Where the bag at
Muthafuck the love
Where the bag at
Its fuck niggas cuz they fuck niggas
And we aint go no love for these fuck niggas
I'm telling every slide
Once we done slide
Cuz I aint got the time
I'm tryna cuff millions
Still remember being broke
What a rough feeling
Different year same coat
Those were tuff winters
I sat back took my notes
Now I'm up killing
And threw my logo on a rope
Button trunk ceilings
Pockets bricked so I'm poppin shit
Got the wrist patek wrapped
Hanging out the whip
My doubters pissed
Cant deny know I grind for this
Its signed and stitched
Got the keys time to lock the strip
Real niggas back in style
Do applaud em
On go we must eat
We was starving
Hoes know we must see
Aint no stalling
Working lead me to bossin
Cashing out on em often
(So what you talkin nigga, huh?)
I dont do no talking
I just do it
When you see me out
I'm getting to it
Ride right by you suckas
Never wave
If you aint bout this bread
You in the way nigga
So fuck the love
Where the bag at
Fuck the love
Where the bag at nigga
Fuck the love
Where the bag at
Muthafuck the love
Where the bag at
I dont do no talking
I just do it
When you see me out
I'm getting to it
Ride right by you suckas
Never wave
If you aint bout this bread
You in the way nigga
So fuck the love
Where the bag at
Fuck the love
Where the bag at nigga
Fuck the love
Where the bag at
Muthafuck the love
Where the bag at
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Writer(s): D. Hudson
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