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Man I'm in my bag Tearing off these tags Riches came from rags Ricky that's my swag Mix it with the Raf Ticket on my dash Cuban leave no rash Catch 'em just like ash Picking up my old habits Couldn't give that shit a break Before I smash I take my Patek put it in a safe Telling my co-defendant chill don't go out saying names It's 30K just for the show I'm on a private plane I'm telling my girl let's work it out i know you like that bag Since we been messing with each other you ain't seen a cab Yeah my jeweler cooking putting baguettes on the glam Taking my time I'm adding zeroes I became a sav' Money like backstreet boys Nigga like last week noise Running like track meet boys Pressing these buttons I like toys I'm obsessed I like green count it stack money machine Amiri jeans bustin' the seams 50K large On a highlight reel for days In my bag like Lays Letras de cancionesCritics give me praise Know you feel a way I just spent 2K Balenciaga these ain't Jays Going through a phase Told me she like change Shorty said she pulling up I'm pullin' on her waist Dior on her body she gon' catch it like a case I don't conversate all you niggas waste I been 'bout this money fuckin' bitches making plays (Plays, plays) When I'm in my bag Tearing off these tags Riches came from rags Ricky that's my swag Mix it with the Raf Ticket on my dash Cuban leave no rash Catch 'em just like ash Picking up my old habits Couldn't give that shit a break Before I smash I take my Patek put it in a safe Telling my co-defendant chill don't go out saying names It's 30K just for the show I'm on a private plane But I don't wear no badge catch me fucking on a sash She gon' throw it back cheating on him when she mad I know why she sad, he's a square like plaid She gon' call me dad take her top off like it's grad Back in the day I used to baby bottle Jet runway got me fuckin' with all these models Porsche came with throttle Lean done made me waddle 2020 vision still rock Gucci goggle Became a boss I hope these rackies don't blind me All these bags I talk to my staff like Hermione Bitches try to climb me All these rappers slimey If I was sharing my location couldn't find me Man I'm in my bag Tearing off these tags Riches came from rags Ricky that's my swag Mix it with the Raf Ticket on my dash Cuban leave no rash Catch 'em just like ash Picking up my old habits Couldn't give that shit a break Before I smash I take my Patek put it in a safe Telling my co-defendant chill don't go out saying names It's 30K just for the show I'm on a private plane From Letras Mania