Birkin Bag Lyrics

Ooooh, ooooh

Go and run up a check, I run it fast

I stay chasing one thing and that's a bag

Fucking up on his hoe, he go out sad

I just fucked up on his hoe then gave her back

Saving up, boutta go cop a Birkin bag

Ice on me and it's staying the perfect temp

No this ain't DJ Khalid, but we the best

Nobody buy from you because yo shit taxed

That shit taxed lil bitch, yeah that shit taxed

Yea yo whole trap boof and that shit trash

Nigga you ain't moving right, watch yo ass

This bitch booty so big I need a map

Best get off yo ass and move a pack

Move a pack, lil bitch, said move a pack

You ain't doing one thing you said in yo rap

Nigga what the fuck you doing, get off that

Get off that, my nigga, said get off that

I'm just surfing on the beat, I came in fast

We in Mercedes, you know we skirting fast

When I hit up his hoe, he ain't liking that

Liking dat, nah nah, ain't liking that

Pop another X, fuck it I might relapse

Fuckin' with the crew, we'll leave you handicap

Said you gon' pull up, yea where the fuck you at

Just rolled up one more time, I'm puffin thrax

Cruising 110 on the freeway, seat back

This bitch pushin' all my buttons, keypad

Fed you my heart, shawty, when I get it back

Lemme know, shawty, yea when I get it back, woah

I just want your love, yea, without the heart attacks, woah

After all we been through, I'm left asking if it last, yea

Shawty yeah your love too strong, I think I am attached

Think I am attached ( Yuh, wait, wait, yuh)

I think I am attached (Yuh, I think I am, yuh, wait)

Think I am attached (Yuh, think I am a)

Can't leave you in the past, nah I think I am attached (Yuh)

Can we make it last (Yuh)