Information
Album Name
Goyard Bag
Artist
Fabolous
Genre
랩/힙합
Release Date
2017.02.03
Release Agency
Universal Music Group
Original

Goyard Bag (Feat. Lil Uzi Vert) - Fabolous
Yeah oh
Yeah yeah
Copped the drop top Hummer
for the summer yeah
Goyard bag
with a hundred yeah
And I know why you mad
cause I'm stuntin' yeah
Say I know I know
why you mad
cause I'm stuntin' yeah
Wakin' up on the hills right
on Runyon yeah
Smokin' on that gas
smell like FUNYUN yeah
Like call my private chef
hold my stomach in
Yeah I like 'em fried
she like 'em sunny eggs
Oh those some runny eggs
I might flex around the world
and then I start again
I might flex around your girl
and then I fuck again
And the funny thing is
you gon' cuff again
Yeah I advise you
Stop all the hatin'
and you'll make it too
Like I done had a situation
but I made it through
I paid 1000 for these shoes
for my Yeezy cuffs too
Got the drop top runnin'
for the summer yeah ay
Goyard bags full
of hundreds yeah
And I know why you mad
cause I'm stuntin' yeah
Say I know I know
why you mad
cause I'm stuntin' yeah
Wakin' up on the hills right
by Runyon yeah
Smokin' on that gas
smell like FUNYUN yeah
Like I'm a private chef
cook for money yeah
Hey white and yellow gold
just like sunny eggs
Look I just think shorty
like my go hard swag
Turn my brown bags
to a Goyard bag
My son told me keep makin'
these old farts mad
He said you drive this foreign
like a go kart dad
Spittin' like they got it
they on that mission
Lookin' different
when you see 'em
rappers catfishin'
Either Barney's
Neiman Marcus
so we Saks Fifthin'
Always makin' movies
but we never act different no
Never changed up
I just leveled up
And I watch the gold diggers
pick they shovels up
Watchin' thirsty niggas try
to pick my beverage up
Never spoke on 'em
I won't bring the devil up no
Sometimes sayin'
nothin' sayin' somethin'
When your money talks now
you're sayin' somethin'
Ay if you ain't get a message
that's a message
Look y'all know
who the freshest
of the freshest
Got the drop top runnin'
for the summer yeah
Goyard bags full
of hundreds yeah
And I know why you mad
cause I'm stuntin' yeah
Say I know I know
why you mad
cause I'm stuntin' yeah
Wakin' up on the hills right
by Runyon yeah
Smokin' on that gas
smell like FUNYUN yeah
Like I'm a private chef
cook for money yeah
Hey white and yellow gold
just like sunny eggs
I've been talkin' to my idol
I've been talkin' to my idol
Nowadays I feel like
I'm my own idol
Scratch her off the list
like a vinyl
Real girl I don't really
like her
I just really wanna
just spike her
Yeah yeah
you know I night ya
Hope ya wasn't thinkin'
I'ma wife ya
Got the drop top runnin'
and I got guap comin'
Now we eatin' garlic noodles
and they not Top Ramen
I'm not just laid up with a baddie
got some slop top from her
Studio all winter
just to drop hot summers yeah
I be in my bag with no travel
Let you be the judge
get the gavel
I think if I want you
I can have you
Every time I pull up
on the avenue
Copped the drop top Hummer
for the summer yeah
Goyard bag
with a hundred yeah
And I know why you mad
cause I'm stuntin' yeah
Say I know I know
why you mad
cause I'm stuntin' yeah
Wakin' up on the hills right
on Runyon yeah
Smokin' on that gas
smell like FUNYUN yeah
Like call my private chef
hold my stomach in
Yeah I like 'em fried
like 'em sunny eggs

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