Stagecoach

We need
Big bags for the bankrolls
I pray my
Trap phone never stays cold
Big body this a stagecoach
Yea and I got the horses with this bitch
It feel like Forza in this bitch

Bound to do something
Keep recording for this clip
She taste like fruit
Pussy like it's down in Florida when it's picked
Drive like a go kart
Like I put my aura in this whip
And this car just like me
Cause it thrive at high speed
I might force it
Tennis for the chain but the wrist stock
The price of the ice decrease
But the wrist don't
Trying to go from middle class broke
To some rich folks
I might have some feelings
But this stick don't
28 my favorite number
That's how many grams I had
Lost it for a second
But went in and got my handles back
Sneak around the zip while I'm shopping
It's in the candle bag
Soon as I see problems I handle that

We need
Big bags for the bankrolls
I pray my
Trap phone never stays cold
Big body this a stagecoach
Yea and I got the horses with this bitch
It feel like Forza in this bitch

Skirt
And I'm way too elegant
This room could fit a elephant
Put money in my hand and man
I'm really in my element
This pure gasoline
Can tell it by the smell of it
Pay less you get the cut
Pay more get cut but I ain't telling you
Ha ha ha
Feeling fancy with the
AMG door left ajar
Yea I love it when it roar
And I love it when it's raw
Big bags for the bank
Rolls Royce for the stars

We need
Big bags for the bankrolls
I pray my
Trap phone never stays cold
Big body this a stagecoach
Yea and I got the horses with this bitch
It feel like Forza in this bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Gray
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