She know how to get a bag
Scrape that money off the floor
Drop it low and throw it back
Put that nigga on the floor
Throw it all cause she too bad
I might take her ass home
We goin flip it get it back
Check that money how it flow
Throw them bitches in the back
They get freaky on the road
Got some foreigns just to match
When im out here on the road
Got her rolling up the pack
Yea its sticky thats for sure
Put that top right in the back
Cut the hinges of the door
Bet she playing for them dollars, she ain't getting them from me
I was paying close attention, I was hitting them for free
Niggas running outta swag, so they was listening to me
Unless it's bout getting a bag, you can keep that energy
I feel the feeling's better when she smoking too
Doing everything she said wasn't open to
She feeling under privileged and she's overdue
So I told her feel FRXX and now she know the crew
She know how to get a bag
Scrape that money off the floor
Drop it low and throw it back
Put that nigga on the floor
Throw it all cause she too bad
I might take her ass home
We goin flip it get it back
Check that money how it flow
Throw them bitches in the back
They get freaky on the road
Got some foreigns just to match
When im out here on the road
Got her rolling up the pack
Yea its sticky thats for sure
Put that top right in the back
Cut the hinges of the door
Bad bitch, Chanel Bag, I ain't have to buy it for her
Big Freak, took off them jeans, aint stop seeing ass
Put it on her, I think she love me, I don't ever cuff her
Four times, this week, I ain't have to date her
All her friends, say "cut it off, you know he a player"
F*cking right, met her friend, hit it the first night
Found out about it, so you know they had a fight
Introduced her to crew, asked her "who the f*ck you likeeee"
She know how to get a bag
Scrape that money off the floor
Drop it low and throw it back
Put that nigga on the floor
Throw it all cause she too bad
I might take her ass home
We goin flip it get it back
Check that money how it flow
Throw them bitches in the back
They get freaky on the road
Got some foreigns just to match
When im out here on the road
Got her rolling up the pack
Yea its sticky thats for sure
Put that top right in the back
Cut the hinges of the door
Big bag
Big bitch
Ain't nobody tell me shit man
I'm getting rich
When I coupe up it ain't six men
It's a clique
When I cop out it's a brick man
Aint no spliff
If it ain't yo bag ooh
It ain't passin through
Drip until yo casket ooh
Become bulletproof
They ain't been as hot as you
Show them how to move
Stop and watch the fake aye
Now I'm passin through
She know how to get a bag
Scrape that money off the floor
Drop it low and throw it back
Put that nigga on the floor
Throw it all cause she too bad
I might take her ass home
We goin flip it get it back
Check that money how it flow
Throw them bitches in the back
They get freaky on the road
Got some foreigns just to match
When im out here on the road
Got her rolling up the pack
Yea its sticky thats for sure
Put that top right in the back
Cut the hinges of the door
You feel them vibes baby
And that aint free so if we link
Dont waist my time baby
Cause I live frxx you telling me
That you down baby
You wanna eat and that aint frxx
Might have to go down lady
I work hard to get this cash
Blow it on vintage rags
Bad bitch wanna match
She look better than you first and last
Neck game like giraffe
Uhual on that ass
It beep when ever she pass
Skeet right on that uuhhhh
Skeet right on that ass
Stop talking or you'll get popped on
F*ck your reputation as the top dog
While you fly and flashy i do not talk
Standing next to me you'll never be an option
Anyway
I Don't give a f*ck if you feeling a way
I see the bag and it wont get away
Life gave me lemons i hate lemonade
But look what I took and look what i made
Came from the days i was too afraid to admit anything that I wanted to say
She know how to get a bag
Scrape that money off the floor
Drop it low and throw it back
Put that nigga on the floor
Throw it all cause she too bad
I might take her ass home
We goin flip it get it back
Check that money how it flow
Throw them bitches in the back
They get freaky on the road
Got some foreigns just to match
When im out here on the road
Got her rolling up the pack
Yea its sticky thats for sure
Put that top right in the back
Cut the hinges of the door
Lusive - Frxx 4 All (feat. Eris Dublin, Paris Woods, Chosen, Shavaar) Lyrics
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She know how to get a bag
Scrape that money off the floor
Drop it low and throw it back
Put that nigga on the floor
Throw it all cause she too bad
I might take her ass home
We goin flip it get it back
Check that money how it flow
Throw them bitches in the back
They get freaky on the road
Got some foreigns just to match
When im out here on the road
Got her rolling up the pack
Yea its sticky thats for sure
Put that top right in the back
Cut the hinges of the door
Bet she playing for them dollars, she ain't getting them from me
I was paying close attention, I was hitting them for free
Niggas running outta swag, so they was listening to me
Unless it's bout getting a bag, you can keep that energy
I feel the feeling's better when she smoking too
Doing everything she said wasn't open to
She feeling under privileged and she's overdue
So I told her feel FRXX and now she know the crew
She know how to get a bag
Scrape that money off the floor
Drop it low and throw it back
Put that nigga on the floor
Throw it all cause she too bad
I might take her ass home
We goin flip it get it back
Check that money how it flow
Throw them bitches in the back
They get freaky on the road
Got some foreigns just to match
When im out here on the road
Got her rolling up the pack
Yea its sticky thats for sure
Put that top right in the back
Cut the hinges of the door
Bad bitch, Chanel Bag, I ain't have to buy it for her
Big Freak, took off them jeans, aint stop seeing ass
Put it on her, I think she love me, I don't ever cuff her
Four times, this week, I ain't have to date her
All her friends, say "cut it off, you know he a player"
F*cking right, met her friend, hit it the first night
Found out about it, so you know they had a fight
Introduced her to crew, asked her "who the f*ck you likeeee"
She know how to get a bag
Scrape that money off the floor
Drop it low and throw it back
Put that nigga on the floor
Throw it all cause she too bad
I might take her ass home
We goin flip it get it back
Check that money how it flow
Throw them bitches in the back
They get freaky on the road
Got some foreigns just to match
When im out here on the road
Got her rolling up the pack
Yea its sticky thats for sure
Put that top right in the back
Cut the hinges of the door
Big bag
Big bitch
Ain't nobody tell me shit man
I'm getting rich
When I coupe up it ain't six men
It's a clique
When I cop out it's a brick man
Aint no spliff
If it ain't yo bag ooh
It ain't passin through
Drip until yo casket ooh
Become bulletproof
They ain't been as hot as you
Show them how to move
Stop and watch the fake aye
Now I'm passin through
She know how to get a bag
Scrape that money off the floor
Drop it low and throw it back
Put that nigga on the floor
Throw it all cause she too bad
I might take her ass home
We goin flip it get it back
Check that money how it flow
Throw them bitches in the back
They get freaky on the road
Got some foreigns just to match
When im out here on the road
Got her rolling up the pack
Yea its sticky thats for sure
Put that top right in the back
Cut the hinges of the door
You feel them vibes baby
And that aint free so if we link
Dont waist my time baby
Cause I live frxx you telling me
That you down baby
You wanna eat and that aint frxx
Might have to go down lady
I work hard to get this cash
Blow it on vintage rags
Bad bitch wanna match
She look better than you first and last
Neck game like giraffe
Uhual on that ass
It beep when ever she pass
Skeet right on that uuhhhh
Skeet right on that ass
Stop talking or you'll get popped on
F*ck your reputation as the top dog
While you fly and flashy i do not talk
Standing next to me you'll never be an option
Anyway
I Don't give a f*ck if you feeling a way
I see the bag and it wont get away
Life gave me lemons i hate lemonade
But look what I took and look what i made
Came from the days i was too afraid to admit anything that I wanted to say
She know how to get a bag
Scrape that money off the floor
Drop it low and throw it back
Put that nigga on the floor
Throw it all cause she too bad
I might take her ass home
We goin flip it get it back
Check that money how it flow
Throw them bitches in the back
They get freaky on the road
Got some foreigns just to match
When im out here on the road
Got her rolling up the pack
Yea its sticky thats for sure
Put that top right in the back
Cut the hinges of the door
Scrape that money off the floor
Drop it low and throw it back
Put that nigga on the floor
Throw it all cause she too bad
I might take her ass home
We goin flip it get it back
Check that money how it flow
Throw them bitches in the back
They get freaky on the road
Got some foreigns just to match
When im out here on the road
Got her rolling up the pack
Yea its sticky thats for sure
Put that top right in the back
Cut the hinges of the door
Bet she playing for them dollars, she ain't getting them from me
I was paying close attention, I was hitting them for free
Niggas running outta swag, so they was listening to me
Unless it's bout getting a bag, you can keep that energy
I feel the feeling's better when she smoking too
Doing everything she said wasn't open to
She feeling under privileged and she's overdue
So I told her feel FRXX and now she know the crew
She know how to get a bag
Scrape that money off the floor
Drop it low and throw it back
Put that nigga on the floor
Throw it all cause she too bad
I might take her ass home
We goin flip it get it back
Check that money how it flow
Throw them bitches in the back
They get freaky on the road
Got some foreigns just to match
When im out here on the road
Got her rolling up the pack
Yea its sticky thats for sure
Put that top right in the back
Cut the hinges of the door
Bad bitch, Chanel Bag, I ain't have to buy it for her
Big Freak, took off them jeans, aint stop seeing ass
Put it on her, I think she love me, I don't ever cuff her
Four times, this week, I ain't have to date her
All her friends, say "cut it off, you know he a player"
F*cking right, met her friend, hit it the first night
Found out about it, so you know they had a fight
Introduced her to crew, asked her "who the f*ck you likeeee"
She know how to get a bag
Scrape that money off the floor
Drop it low and throw it back
Put that nigga on the floor
Throw it all cause she too bad
I might take her ass home
We goin flip it get it back
Check that money how it flow
Throw them bitches in the back
They get freaky on the road
Got some foreigns just to match
When im out here on the road
Got her rolling up the pack
Yea its sticky thats for sure
Put that top right in the back
Cut the hinges of the door
Big bag
Big bitch
Ain't nobody tell me shit man
I'm getting rich
When I coupe up it ain't six men
It's a clique
When I cop out it's a brick man
Aint no spliff
If it ain't yo bag ooh
It ain't passin through
Drip until yo casket ooh
Become bulletproof
They ain't been as hot as you
Show them how to move
Stop and watch the fake aye
Now I'm passin through
She know how to get a bag
Scrape that money off the floor
Drop it low and throw it back
Put that nigga on the floor
Throw it all cause she too bad
I might take her ass home
We goin flip it get it back
Check that money how it flow
Throw them bitches in the back
They get freaky on the road
Got some foreigns just to match
When im out here on the road
Got her rolling up the pack
Yea its sticky thats for sure
Put that top right in the back
Cut the hinges of the door
You feel them vibes baby
And that aint free so if we link
Dont waist my time baby
Cause I live frxx you telling me
That you down baby
You wanna eat and that aint frxx
Might have to go down lady
I work hard to get this cash
Blow it on vintage rags
Bad bitch wanna match
She look better than you first and last
Neck game like giraffe
Uhual on that ass
It beep when ever she pass
Skeet right on that uuhhhh
Skeet right on that ass
Stop talking or you'll get popped on
F*ck your reputation as the top dog
While you fly and flashy i do not talk
Standing next to me you'll never be an option
Anyway
I Don't give a f*ck if you feeling a way
I see the bag and it wont get away
Life gave me lemons i hate lemonade
But look what I took and look what i made
Came from the days i was too afraid to admit anything that I wanted to say
She know how to get a bag
Scrape that money off the floor
Drop it low and throw it back
Put that nigga on the floor
Throw it all cause she too bad
I might take her ass home
We goin flip it get it back
Check that money how it flow
Throw them bitches in the back
They get freaky on the road
Got some foreigns just to match
When im out here on the road
Got her rolling up the pack
Yea its sticky thats for sure
Put that top right in the back
Cut the hinges of the door
Writer: Corey Smith, Darnell Duke, Sidney Smalls, Solomon Nolasco, Solomon White
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid