goodzz - moving dat bag lyrics
[hook]
young n-gga, young n-gga
jheez
yeah
[hook]
young n-gga getting that cash
young n-gga moving that bag
doing line numbers on dash
doing line numbers on dash
[verse 1]
bitty you turned don’t crash
itty b-tch heard i’ll p-ss
i’m making p-ss ain’t nash
moving that steve no nash
bih this ain’t trees this gas
bih this ain’t chevy it’s a jag
wallet too small need a bag
wallet too small need a bag
i’ma hit her up in the dm
i’ma pick her up with no dm
shawty wanna f-ck on a weekend
smoke loud pack how that sh-t smell
b-tch always lying what you talking bout
f-ck her two times then i walk it out
fetties and the hunnids i’ma count it out
she don’t want me i don’t care b-tch i’m balling now
can’t wait till i see you on the sidewalk
money on her face dead like white chalk
and my kush too strong like pine-sol
all this gold in my mouth like mike jones
[hook 2x]
young n-gga getting that cash
young n-gga moving that bag
doing line numbers on dash
doing line numbers on dash
[verse 2: portion]
young n-gga get that bag
young n-gga moving that bag
panamera move too fast
hard two lanes might crash
doing line numbers on dash
nod off off on that xan
pimp game laundromat
i just bounce right back
we pop out no macs
we hop out no van
we run down you ran
i ran through the bag
heard a n-gga dropped in the pm
two shots wouldn’t wanna be him
white chalk on that sidewalk
hit my line like mike jones
young n-gga getting that cash
young n-gga came up fast
that lil sh-t won’t last
fa that’s my dawg
i’ll give you my left
i thumb through that stack
i make that right back
[hook 4x]
young n-gga getting that cash
young n-gga moving that bag
doing line numbers on dash
doing line numbers on dash
[verse 3]
young n-gga moving that bag
n-gga we hottest on the map
yeah i know you feeling this track
bad b-tches pouring that back
pull up in a foreign all black
hopping out the whip shooting shafts
young boy shooting for a stack
i’m a young boy shooting for a stack
everybody’s talking bout goodzz now
yeah, wish a n-gga would now
yeah pull up to the ends get gunned down
how you walking on ya ones you a dumb clown
only talking bankrolls we the ones now
shordy want a bank bro she gon’ come now
n-ggas claim that they outside
till i pull up on ya block and i spray rounds
young n-gga getting that cash
pull up in a porsche or a jag
shordy f-ck me last week
this week shordy gon’ brag
i ain’t even in all of that
i ain’t even in all of that
i ain’t even f-cking with shawty
told that shawty, “shawty go back”
[hook 4x]
young n-gga getting that cash
young n-gga moving that bag
doing line numbers on dash
doing line numbers on dash
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