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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
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 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