Lost A.M. - DUFFELBAG (feat. Mode$t & Abraham) Lyrics

Yeah
Want a Hundred racks in a duffelbag like yeah
Want a Hundred racks in a duffelbag like yeah
Want a Hundred racks in a duffelbag like yeah
Want a Hundred racks in a duffelbag
I need cash
And i need it fast
Pullin' up puffin' the gas
I'm an artist, I give you bars and you spread the word like a virus
Corona
Sippin' on liquid gold, I need a mink for the cold
If I sold my soul maybe I'd get a hit
Ok lets get this shit
I've been down bad slangin' som liqour to youngins
Now I work but feel worse like isn't it funny?
If you have money you still want that fat cash fast
That tippin' a bag, moet sippin' road trip in the air money
Put your hands up if you've done something bad for a bag
Want a Hundred racks in a duffelbag like yeah
Want a Hundred racks in a duffelbag like yeah
Want a Hundred racks in a duffelbag like yeah
Want a Hundred racks in a duffelbag like yeah
F*ck it I'm sick of the gas, don't wanna hit it and crash
I want a millie in cash, spend it on women with class
Girl I've been shining since momma gave birth to a star
Shawty watch out, cause you might go blind if you're staring too long
It's been a long day trynna get paid
Head spin like a beyblade
Finna get off make the pink say uh
Get on my face
Turn it down babe, she don't give f*cks what I say
It's getting louder, don't like when I cover her face
I'm in the stu with my boy, trynna make money from noise
Finna go from the bottom and broke to a throat full of diamonds and pose on the cover of Forbes
Want a Hundred racks in a duffelbag like yeah
Want a Hundred racks in a duffelbag like yeah
Want a Hundred racks in a duffelbag like yeah
Want a Hundred racks in a duffelbag like yeah
I want it, I want it
Hundred, hundred
I want it, I want it
In the bag like