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fabolous - goyard bag lyrics

[intro]
yeah, oh
yeah, yeah

[hook: lil uzi vert]
copped the drop top hummer for the summer yeah
goyard bag with a hundred yeah
and i know why you mad cause i’m stuntin’ yeah
say i know i know why you mad cause i’m stuntin’ yeah
wakin’ up on the hills right on (?) yeah
smokin’ on that gas, smell like funion yeah
like call my private chef hold my stomach in
yeah i like ’em (?) like ’em sunny eggs
[verse 1: lil uzi vert]
oh, those some runny eggs
i might flex around the world and then i start again
i might flex around your girl and then i f-ck again
and the funny thing is you gon’ cuff again
yeah i advise you
stop all the hatin’ and you’ll make it too
like i done had a situation but i made it through
i paid 1000 for these shoes, for my yeezy cuffs too

[hook: fabolous]
got the drop top runnin’ for the summer yeah, ay
goyard bags full of hundreds yeah
and i know why you mad cause i’m stuntin’ yeah
say i know i know why you mad cause i’m stuntin’ yeah
wakin’ up on the hills right by (?) yeah
smokin’ on that gas, smell like funion yeah
like i’m a private chef, cook for money yeah
hey white and yellow gold just like sunny eggs

[verse 2: fabolous]
look i just think shorty like my go hard swag
turn my brown bags to a goyard bag
my son told me keep makin’ these old farts mad
(?) said you drive this foreign like a go-kart dad
spittin’ like they got it, they on that mission
lookin’ different when you see ’em rappers catfishin’
eva bonnes, neiman marcus, so we saks fifthin’
always makin’ movies but we never act different, no
never changed up i just leveled up
and i watch the gold diggers pick they shovels up
watchin’ thirsty n-gg-s try to pick my beverage up
never spoke on ’em, never bring the devil up, no
sometimes sayin’ nothin’ sayin’ somethin’
when your money talks now you’re sayin’ somethin’
ay if you ain’t get a message that’s a message
look y’all know who the freshest of the freshest

[hook: fabolous]
got the drop top runnin’ for the summer yeah
goyard bags full of hundreds yeah
and i know why you mad cause i’m stuntin’ yeah
say i know i know why you mad cause i’m stuntin’ yeah
wakin’ up on the hills right by (?) yeah
smokin’ on that gas, smell like funion yeah
like i’m a private chef, cook for money yeah
hey white and yellow gold just like sunny eggs

[bridge: lil uzi vert]
i’ve been talkin’ to my idol
i’ve been talkin’ to my idol
nowadays i feel like i’m my own idol
scratch it with the (?) like a vital
real girl, i don’t really like her
i just really wanna just spike her
yeah, yeah
you know i night her
hope wasn’t thinkin’ i’ma wife ya

[verse 3: fabolous + lil uzi vert]
got the drop top runnin’
and i got guap comin’
and we eatin’ garlic noodles and they not top ramen
i’m not just laid up with a baddie, got some slop top from her
studio all winter just to drop hot summers, yeah
i be in my bag with the travel
let you be the judge, get the gavel
i think if i want you i can have you
every time i pull up on the avenue

[outro]
fab – something in my bag? i’m back in my bag now or what?

girl – nah you in your goyard bag now

fab – told ya i was gonna get back to it, know what i’m sayin’? i just wanted to let you know like i appreciate you like havin’ faith in me like and giving me that talk cause i was going to do it for a minute and you know i mean i just needed somebody to let me know it’s time to level up. like stop playing out here

girl – it’s all good real ones might fall back but they don’t fall off

- fabolous lyrics

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