Neek DaVinci - Davinci Davinci Lyrics

Get to the bag
Young nigga get to the bag

Young nigga get to the bag Davinci Davinci
Yea
I got your bitch hopping out cabs to hop in a bentley
Yea
I do not know where im at i think im to litty
Yea
Davinci Davinci yea Davinci Davinci

Just to make these niggas mad i pull out the mickie
Yea
I had to turn away fast cause she tried to kiss me

I don't think you gotta ask who running the city
Yea Davinci Davinci yea Davinci Davinci

I left the work on the stove don't over cook it
If you eyeballing the work don't overlook it
Better be talking that cash if you tryna book me
I only get her the bag if she selling that pussy

As long as it took me to get where i should be these niggas can't call me no rookie
I can be all mushy and be playing hookie i just want to beat like a bully
That gun in my hoodie its loaded up fully for people that ready to kill me
I'm wearing my jewelry to go see the jury i show them my grills when they grill me

I'm feeling like biggie i'm leaving the city to go to l.a where its gritty
I'm just leaving philly i ran into iggy i'm tryna bear back like a grizzle
Baby i'm busy i just want a quickie i only can stay for a minute
And i'm kind of picky and i like them skinny so i can go crazy up in it

I don't need opinions from none of these hatting ass niggas they want me dimensioned
Look at your condition boy you is the worst nigga living at make decisions
This ain't the beginning a young nigga been had ambition i'm finally winning
And see me shitting but instead of being her with me you in competition
Ayoooo

Young nigga get to the bag Davinci Davinci
Yea
I got your bitch hopping out cabs to hop in a bentley
Yea
I do not know where im at i think im to litty
Yea
Davinci Davinci yea Davinci Davinci

Just to make these niggas mad i pull out the mickie
Yea
I had to turn away fast cause she tried to kiss me

I don't think you gotta ask who running the city
Yea Davinci Davinci yea Davinci Davinci

Light stir scrap the pot scurr* leather fur make the pussy purr
Got the birds brrr** brrr** brrrrrrrrr**
Make her squat to caramel bitches they merge
Ayoooo

I don't mean to hurt her but if she ain't getting no money then i gotta curve her
I can hear perfect so if she said something about money most likely i heard her
They tapping your cell and next to tell you snitched on your men when you chirped em
He sent the paper through the mail he didn't make bail the judge tried to serve em

He finally here he did seven years and now niggas ready to purge you
If that ain't your men and that ain't your fam then nigga it shouldn't concern you
Family matter and i got the work on the platter for Stevie and urkel
And its ever lasting my niggas will always be trapping the game is immortal
In the suburbs lurking in a suburban swerving
She want me to but her the birkin but is shorty worth the purchase
The driver close the curtain but leaving the windows open
Its only the sour we smoking the shit that we totting is stronger then hogan

Young nigga get to the bag Davinci Davinci
Yea
I got your bitch hopping out cabs to hop in a bentley
Yea
I do not know where im at i think im to litty
Yea
Davinci Davinci yea Davinci Davinci

Just to make these niggas mad i pull out the mickie
Yea
I had to turn away fast cause she tried to kiss me

I don't think you gotta ask who running the city
Yea Davinci Davinci yea Davinci Davinci