DUFFLE Lyrics

Shawty calling me, man quit calling me (yeah)

Uh huhn (Trilla, yeah)

I'm tryna clip that guy (why)

I'm tryna send him to God (yeah)

Bitch know i'm one of a kind (ki-kind)

I'm not like these lame ass guys (huh, guys)

I'm not like these lame ass suckaz

In New York, ride with a cutta (shhh)

I can make love, but no, no, i can't cuddle

In love with the money, and that bih right in my duffle

Yes i'm back in my duffle

Yes i'm back in that bag, yeah

Xan, i'll probably relapse yeah

You feel me, you don't gotta ask yeah

She bad she got ass shots

You know i'm gon' smash yeah

You know i'm gon' smash yeah

I got tuss on me, let's tussle

Snow white coke, sniff, snort it

The bitch want coke, the bitch want a forkie

I'm ridin' with dough, when i'm in New Yorkie

In love with the blow and lately i can't feel my high

She can't feel my high

Bitch ain't fuckin' with the guys

Bitch come fuck with the guys

She love to say hi, no goodbyes

Dolce Gabbana, lil vibe

Hermès all on my links

She pretty i'm blessin' her minx (minx)

Hit it twice, gotta be jinx (jinx)

Hit it twice, gotta be jinx (jinx)

Fuckin' that bitch in my mink

I got that bag out a brink

How most of you niggas don't think?

My diamonds they clack, they clink

This shit starting to sound like a sink

This shit starting to sound like a movie

I'm fuckin' that bitch in my Ksubi's (huh)

Gorilla glue, fuckin' on groupies (huh, yeah, yeah)

Gorilla glue, gotta be zooted

I stay high, out my mind

I'm in Las Gidi with the vibes

I'm in Las Gidi, tote the fye up

My niggas phew, phew, yeah they fried

My niggas cough, cough, yeah they fried up

Fuck them racks nigga, you get tied (huh, yeah)

It's a Scat Pack, you can't find us (cult poison)

I'm back in my bag yeah

Yes i'm back in my duffle

Yes i'm back in that bag yeah

Xan, i'll probably relapse yeah

You feel me, you don't gotta ask yeah

She bad she got ass shots

You know i'm gon' smash yeah

You know i'm gon' smash yeah

(Karma, karma, karma, karma, karma)