Prince maj - RunYaBagz Lyrics

Run them bags up
Run that cash Up
Smack her ass, yeah
Run Them bags up
Run Them bags up
Run them bags up
Run them bags up
Run them bags up
Louie V bag
St. Laurent, my swag
I'm about to bandicoot crash
Dressing up Just like my dad
Niggas runoff with the swag
How the f*ck could I be mad?
Mad mad yuh
Mad mad yuh
Because I just ran up them bags
Because I just ran them bags
Bitch, I just ran up them bags
Bitch, I just ran up them bags
Rockstar shit, slit my throat
Rockstar shit f*ck on a bad little hoe
All I want is the Gualala all I want is dough
Woah, Woah
Talk on my name, but he don't want no static
Lay that boy down, put them right in the casket
I pull up pop out In the city with ratchet
David Blaine how I be working that magic
I f*cked a bitch and that shit done got tragic
Can't hit my blunt told my twin not to pass it
Shots in the back with Drake no Degrassi
Exotic foreign hoe love to get nasty
I'm about to psych out
I'm about to psych out pussy so wet I wipe out
Bussin them lights out
Bricks and them motherf*cking pints now
I pull up pouring that pint down
I wanna f*ck Shawty right now
F*ck All them guns I want to fight now
Cop a new beam with that site bow
Run them bags up
Run that cash Up
Smack her ass, yeah
Run Them bags up
Run Them bags up
Run them bags up
Run them bags up
Run them bags up
Louie V bag
St. Laurent, my swag
I'm about to bandicoot crash
Dressing up Just like my dad
Niggas runoff with the swag
How the f*ck could I be mad?
Mad mad yuh
Mad mad yuh
I am on my rock shit
F*ck nigga You ain't gonna pop shit
It ain't gonna stop shit. I know you're gonna call them cops bitch.
I caught my opp bitch watched his body drop bitch
I got this bop bitch stay Tryna give me top and shit