[Chorus]
Getting to the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain't calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Manna call the plays like a quarterback
Getting to the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain't calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Manna call the plays like a quarterback
Getting to the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain't calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Manna call the plays like a quarterback
Getting to the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain't calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Manna call the plays like a quarterback
[Verse 1]
I'm running up checks like a doctor
Tryna win gold like Oscar
New flow, try and do it too, impostor
Got them all running off the beat like Costa
My team got a five star roster
Little bitch threw a fit when I tossed her
If she wanna fuck twice, that'll cost her
If she wanna fuck twice, that'll cost her
Leave me be, get out my face
I secured the bag and went on my way
They behind, they're not on my page
Go learn to grind and get on my wage
You ain't bae so don't call man bae
And you ain't my mate so don't call man A
Young nigga, they know my age
Free my bros, they locked in that cage
And I'll still miss the drop if I want
I turn up, finesse the chick and I'm gone
I get head and keep all the lights on
No wasteman can jump on my song
They thought I would flop and they're wrong
Still here, fit as hell, my life's strong
Still here, fit as hell, my life's strong
Getting to the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain't calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Manna call the plays like a quarterback
Getting to the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain't calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Manna call the plays like a quarterback
Getting to the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain't calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Manna call the plays like a quarterback
Getting to the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain't calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Manna call the plays like a quarterback
[Verse 1]
I'm running up checks like a doctor
Tryna win gold like Oscar
New flow, try and do it too, impostor
Got them all running off the beat like Costa
My team got a five star roster
Little bitch threw a fit when I tossed her
If she wanna fuck twice, that'll cost her
If she wanna fuck twice, that'll cost her
Leave me be, get out my face
I secured the bag and went on my way
They behind, they're not on my page
Go learn to grind and get on my wage
You ain't bae so don't call man bae
And you ain't my mate so don't call man A
Young nigga, they know my age
Free my bros, they locked in that cage
And I'll still miss the drop if I want
I turn up, finesse the chick and I'm gone
I get head and keep all the lights on
No wasteman can jump on my song
They thought I would flop and they're wrong
Still here, fit as hell, my life's strong
Still here, fit as hell, my life's strong
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