[Chorus]
I got Prada bag
I got shopping bag
I’m popping the tag
Heard these niggas gone cap
Bitch I’m it fuck a tag
I might hop in a jag
Put your bitch in a cab
I got Prada bag
I got shopping bag
I’m popping the tag
Heard these niggas gone cap
Bitch I’m it fuck a tag
I might hop in a jag
Put your bitch in a cab
[Verse 1]
If I hit the bitch back
I’m gone do it from back
I’m gone beat up the cat
Heard these niggas some cats
Heard these niggas gone cap
I’m gone run up these racks
Heard these niggas gone cap
I’m gone run up these racks
Yea your bitch is a tic
I stay sharp like a tac
I’m gone hit till she tap
I got water no tap
Niggas say I’m up next
Like it’s my turn to bat
Leave you stuck like a tat
I don’t chit
I don’t chat
[Chorus]
I got Prada bag
I got shopping bag
I’m popping the tag
Heard these niggas gone cap
Bitch I’m it fuck a tag
I might hop in a jag
Put your bitch in a cab
I got Prada bag
I got shopping bag
I’m popping the tag
Heard these niggas gone cap
Bitch I’m it fuck a tag
I might hop in a jag
Put your bitch in a cab
[Verse 2]
Fuck all that static I need a patek
Fuck on your bitch I’m gone fuck up the check
Got all them pearls on my wrist and my neck flaws on my bitch I need flawless baguettes
Hoe stop the calling my dm’s direct
I just keep balling shoots and it’s wet hold on hold on