Dat Bag lyrics

[Intro:]
I just want that bag
Motherf*ckin paper
Money over hoes
[?] before Lisas
Hold up
Club god

[Chorus:]
I just want that bag[x3]
I just, I just want that bag
b*tch you keep your pus*y cause
I just want that bag
She wan’ f*ck on my roof mistletoe
I just want that bag[x2]
Hold up
I just want that bag[x3]
I just, I just want that bag
I don’t want no friend
I just want that bag
One deep in my base
I just want that bag

[Verse 1:]
I just want that bag
The 20s, the 50s, the 100s
You can check your blowin the [?]
Suicide doors i’m stuntin
You got that bag then I f*ck wid you
You already K-N-O-W
I can’t trust these b*tches
You got the bag these hoes fall in love wit’ you
Want that bag n*gga (yeah)
Want that cash n*gga (yeah)
b*tch this di*k cost three bags
Bring some cash wit you
I’m at the H and I’m leanin (turn up)
I got the check like i’m feenin’
If you was a pus*y we’d be matchin
If you got that bag, there’d be action
I can say hoes I get extra
I toss them hoes to the squad
If you got that bag, then she f*ckin
I show no love to these broads
I don’t f*ck wit you, you not kin to me
pus*y n*gga you da enemy
I got that bag so she into me
Say she goin suck this di*k, yo you fitna see
[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Focused on my fortune
Cause i just want that bag
Pull up in some porches
Cause I got that dash
I don’t want that boy
Cause he has been had
Treat em like a ho and then
I get back to the cash
b*tches wanna kick it
I don’t f*ck with em fake hoes
Fake shoes, fake clothes
You know how the story goes
Smoke a lot of truth, I’m high
Homegirl know I’m by maself
Pinterest wannabe n*ggas
I’d rather get money all by maself
I just want that guap man
I just want that bag
I don’t give a f*ck about the he said, she said
I just want that bag
Old friends f*ck em
I give them tricks the blues
They made up something for nothin
And Gucci ain't’ fo fools
[Chorus]