Run up a Bag Soulja Boy

[Chorus]
Had to go get me a check
Had to go run up a bag
Had to go ice out my neck
Had to go ice out my wrist
Damn these niggas so mad
She was suckin' on dick
I guess that the bitch, she wanted a bag
I was whippin' my wrist
Just had ran up a whole lot of cash
Hermes link
Lean, same color Easter egg
Don't run up and play with gang
We gone put one in yo dread
I'ma skrrt the Maserati like Santa on a sled
You ain't even know bout Draco, man my favorite color red

[Verse 1]
Red bitch, red dot, red Rari, red Lamb
When I walk inside the bank, they be like "god damn"
In Burberry goin' in
Jacket hit me for three bands
In my Porsche bout to fall asleep, leaning like kickstand
Throwing cash out the coupe
Play with gang and we shoot
I got birds like the zoo
I am blessed like "atchoo"
I got Fendi on my shoe
12 in the rearview
Nah, I ain't gone pull it over
I'ma skrrt-skrrt-zoom