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Stuff a hundred thousand in a duffle bag I just spent like twenty and I made it back When we out, we buying, we don't check the tag Broke bitch, you can never flex if you ain't never had Stuff a hundred thousand in a duffle bag I just spent like twenty and I made it back When we out, we buying, we don't check the tag Broke bitch, you can never flex if you ain't never had I put your car on my necklace I took your ho off my checklist Young and we rich so we reckless Walkin' by me, watch your steppin' Why that boy payin', payin' me for his Audemar? Bitch, I bought it cash I don't need a bag 'Less it's thirty-five that I stuff under the mat' Used to be a hundred pounds 'til I put all that ice ice on my back Ten years be a stack Weigh me down with these packs Me and my dawgs for sure Movin' that road to road, we movin' coast to coast We get that bag for sure, we get that bag for sure, yeah Stuff a hundred thousand in a duffle bag I just spent like twenty and I made it back Letras de cancionesWhen we out, we buying, we don't check the tag Broke bitch, you can never flex if you ain't never had Stuff a hundred thousand in a duffle bag I just spent like twenty and I made it back When we out, we buying, we don't check the tag Broke bitch, you can never flex if you ain't never had I feel like a Migo how I take off Wanna fuck me 'cause the ceiling in the Wraith, dawg On my grind like a nigga on a skateboard I could buy a brand new crib just off a paystub Feel like Drake how these niggas givin' fake love Private jet high, I don't need to take drugs Need a bad bitch too, without her makeup Too much codeine, I can't even wake up And she just want a nigga who got it A hundred racks in my pocket I drop a tune, we shoppin' like that's okay That bitch want Dior 'cause she poppin' She too exclusive with diamonds She wanna fuck me, she know that I'm gettin' paid Got a new Patek for the timing I'm still the man of the hour I get a bag for appearance, still come in late Got a hundred racks in this duffle I'm 'bout to fuck up these commas I make it back in an hour, I'm gettin' cake It's a quarter milli' in the duffle bag I can burn a hundred racks and I can make it back Niggas copying the drip, get your own swag Broke bitch flexin' on the 'Gram and it's so cap It's a quarter milli' in the duffle bag I can burn a hundred racks and I'ma make it back Niggas copying the drip, get your own swag Broke bitch flexin' on the 'Gram and that's so cap Stuff a hundred thousand in a duffle bag I just spent like twenty and I made it back When we out, we buying, we don't check the tag Broke bitch, you can never flex if you ain't never had Stuff a hundred thousand in a duffle bag I just spent like twenty and I made it back When we out, we buying, we don't check the tag Broke bitch, you can never flex if you ain't never had From Letras Mania