Secure The Bag

Ceraadi

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    Ooh, ooh-ooh
    Bank Roll Got It

    We just secured bag (Bag)
    I'm seein' why all you hoes mad (Mad)
    All of y'all talkin that rah-rah
    But we out here countin' that cash (Cash)
    We out here runnin' up bands (Bands)
    We too hot catchin' a tan (Too hot)
    I guess that's why all you hoes hatin'
    I call 'em my number one fans

    Makin this money, I'm makin' a lot
    Baby ain't nothin' you can say
    Bitch feelin' cocky and shit
    Can you stop stalkin' a bitch?
    Me and my sis, yeah we both gettin' rich

    Now I get to flex
    I get to talk about alla these checks
    I might go buy me an icy Patek
    That's what you haters gon' talk about next
    Ooh she upset, why so upset?
    'Cause I got diamonds all over my neck
    We flying private to come and collect
    Slide through your city securing the bag
    Don't talk juice, can't talk back
    Where my money? Cash app that
    Damn you mad, why you mad?
    Ooh yo face look so upset

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    Go cut the check, woo
    Go cut the check
    Got a bitch gettin' upset
    For these bands I gave a arm and leg
    Man I'm just healin' from that
    Say you got drip, you ain't drip like that
    Claimin' you lit, you ain't lit like that
    Bet you ain't know I can spit like that
    Yeah, I'm a princess, princess sass

    Princess, princess sis
    I have the diamond, she kneelin' for me
    Get what I want and I do what I please
    I had to work and get all of this money
    Man me and sister we came from the streets
    You can't return us so keep your receipts
    Went from the bucket to caramel seats
    All of these niggas they just tryna hit
    But you cannot finesse me to get in the sheets
    But I pull off, pack up the goodies, they need to cool off
    Now you regret, how you feel? That's ya loss
    Thought I was fly I was shoppin' at Ross
    Now we in Rolls Royce cars
    And we got all dat sauce
    And I ain't takin' no phone calls
    Until we get all of ours
    Shit, shit gettin' crazy
    It be gettin' outta hand lately
    Money keep comin' and never fugazy
    Keep your two cents, save all that shit
    Must be the reason you little girls be hatin'

    We 'bout to run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up now
    Watch how we fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up now, uh

    I don't give a fuck, Louis V chucks
    Big Mercedes, spendin' big bucks
    Switch your plans, gig advance
    We Ceraadi, who fuckin' with us?
    I don't give a fuck, Louis V chucks
    Big Mercedes, spendin' big bucks
    Switch your plans, big advance
    We Ceraadi, who fuckin' with us?

    We just secured bag (Bag)
    I'm seein' why all you hoes mad (Mad)
    All of y'all talkin that rah-rah
    But we out here countin' that cash (Cash)
    We just secured bag (Bag)
    I'm seein' why all you hoes mad (Mad)
    I'm seein' why all you hoes mad
    I'm seein' why all you hoes mad (Mad)

    Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
    Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
    (We just secured the bag)
    Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

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    Composición: Tommy Brown, Sean Mula, Ceraadi, Joel Banks, Taylor Banks, Emaza Gibson y Sayir Gibson

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