She Got a Bag Lyrics

She got a Birkin bag now, she can brag now In the club, she throw a rag now, what you mad now

In the mall, she pop a tag now, she a brat now Bill it over, bring it back now, she acting bad now

She got a Birkin bag now, she can brag now In the club, she throw a rag now, what you mad now

In the mall, she pop a tag now, she a brat now Bill it over, bring it back now, she acting bad now

She lit up in this club, they gon' do whatever she say Bottles in the view, shorty drinkin' like her B-day

Top shelf magic, she don't fuck with average Better have your back right, cause shorty livin' last

That ass mean, watch her do her thing, twerkin' on them fiends I'm the king, lookin' for the queen, fuckin' up the scene

And she mean, the way she move her hips, she might just get a ring Never mind, I'm a player, baby, I don't have no time for that

I'll just put you on a plane, I'd rather just spend time with that She in her zone, in her zone, and that cookie what she on

If it ain't about that money, then you best leave her alone You niggas fans now, you spent the band now

And her flyin', that's my flyin', fashion made her stand now She fuck with me, I'm on my ball, shit, I don't talk slick

I fuck with her cause she a boss bitch, she gon' pop quick Now she too dreamy, see a shorty, drop her to a split

Bring it up, let the whole club know that you the shit One more question, turn around, can you do that on the dick

And if so, come to the spot, we can get it in quick Shit, I told her I'm a freak, yeah, and all her friends knew it

She said that I could get it, so I put my back into it I just caught a pretty young thing, nice with the tongue ring

And she don't want relationships, I let her do her own thing She don't fuck with broke niggas, sayin' that's her own thing

She got a Birkin bag now, she can brag now In the club, she threw a rag now, went too mad now

In the morn, she pop a tag now, she a brat now Pin it over, bring it back now, she actin' bat now

She got a Birkin bag now, she can brag now In the club, she threw a rag now, went too mad now

In the morn, she pop a tag now, she a brat now Pin it over, bring it back now, she actin' bat now

Shorty hella cool, yeah, I fuck with her the long way Call her bartender, tell her send me some more deuces

You know I keep that party packed, she askin' for more of that Her number's in my phone, damn, and I don't plan on callin' back

I don't think she care how them niggas on her line Cause she finessin' me, she get the check every damn time

I can't blame her, shit, what can I say? I need her on my team The way our minds both be actin', shit, I'm on the same thing

I only call her when I wanna smash, that was our agreement And she text me 9-11 if that dick got a penis

Lil' mama got that kryptonite, she only fuck with private flight If I put you on that jet, you better hit this lick tonight

Clear up what we did that, past what we did that I'ma meet you with a stack, ain't no tellin' who's back

She got a Birkin bag now, she can brag now In the club, she threw a rag now, went too mad now

In the morn, she pop a tag now, she a brat now Pin it over, bring it back now, she actin' bat now

She got a Birkin bag now, she can brag now In the club, she threw a rag now, went too mad now

In the morn, she pop a tag now, she a brat now Pin it over, bring it back now, she actin' bat now