Brown Bag Yo Gotti

[Intro]
Zaytoven

[Chorus]
Baking soda on the counter
J's at the door
I got bails in the attic
Money in the floor
Brown bag, back and forth like a grocery store
Plastic bags, in and out and that shit filled with dope
Baking soda on the counter
J's at the door
I got bails in the attic
Money in the floor
Brown bag, back and forth like a grocery store
Plastic bags, back and forth and that shit filled with dope

[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
Yo
Ain't no credit when you shop with me
You want some credit, leave your car with me
I tell my bitch she gon' go far with me
But she may have to take a charge for me
Baking soda in the 'fridgerator
I got money, that shit come with haters
What you want, what you need
I got pounds, I got keys
I got Goyard, that's a bag
Go hard for the bag
I got no heart, I'm heartless
For the bag, I'm retarded
Birkin bag with the crocodile
Yeah my bitch been around
I gave my bitch a real bag
I got faith she gon' hold it down