Sarani - Tags Lyrics

I'm in the trap, poppin' tags, livin' fast (yeehh)
I'm in the trap, poppin' tags, livin' fast (yeehh)
One ounce left (ahh), make it last (yeahh)
One ounce left (ahh), make it last
Countin' bands, got that cash in my pocket
All these hunnids stackin' up like a rocket
I flex it hard, I don't care 'bout the profit
Livin' life, man, I'm never gon stop it
Fast life, foreigns, racin', me and my fam takin' over the nation (yeah)
We f*ck your bih', burn that green and make a hit like nothin' (nothing)
Mumble rap, but I'm spittin' that fire (yaahh)
Sarani gang, I will never retire (yaaah, yahhh, yahh, yah)
They say damn, you keep it wavy
I'm overseas, like I'm on the navy
I'm still the man you gon hide ur lady to
Like, I don't own shit to this hoes
They want Sarani and Ethan knows
I stay loyal to my girl, my gang, my bros
(yeeh, yahh, yaah, ya-yah, uhh, uh)
Okey Wixe, no, no, no, run it back, run it back, yeah
Yeah, from the start, yeah, run it back (yahh)
I'm in the trap, poppin' tags, livin' fast (yeehh)
I'm in the trap, poppin' tags, livin' fast (yeehh)
One ounce left (ahh), make it last
One ounce left (ahh), make it last
Countin' bands, got that cash in my pocket
All these hunnids stackin' up like a rocket
I flex it hard, I don't care 'bout the profit
Livin' life, man (no, no, not that back)
Back, back, back, back on work, sip the wock
I, I take the coupe, hit the road
I, I make a hit, DaFam mobb
She said she wanna lick, on my **** (yeahhh)
You see my phone, look at my contacts, like yellow pages
You ain't no thug, I know that for fact, don't talk that much
You see my phone, look at my contacts, like yellow pages
You ain't no thug, I know that for fact, don't talk that much
Killar gotcha