Hurry Up lyrics

[Intro]
(Bavaro, beat it up)
Don't want the b*tch, you can have that

[Chorus]
Hurry up, bring that bag back
Show me where the racks at
Don't want the b*tch, you can have that
No, I'm not chasin' a nat-nat
Pullin' up, they lookin' sad-sad
I think I need my own Rafs snatched
Grab her, she got a fat ass
I'm tryna know where the stash at
Hurry up, bring that bag back
Show me where the racks at
Don't want the b*tch, you can have that
No, I'm not chasin' a nat-nat
Pullin' up, they lookin' sad-sad
I think I need my own Rafs snatched
Grab her, she got a fat ass
I'm tryna know where the stash at

[Verse]
Pullin' up, they lookin' sad-sad
Step in the club with my Raf-Rafs
.357 Mag-Mag
All black Off-White backpack
All I ever wanted was fat bands
I keep it going, no backtrack
I'm in the field, understand that
Don't make me lack-lack
Trappin' since a minor
Top notch grinder
Could never fold like a binder
Became a consignor
She lookin' bad, gotta sign her
Just a reminder, I get the bag everyday
He say he get money, that n*ggas a liar
[Bridge]
That n*ggas a liar
I get the bag everyday
He say he get money, that n*ggas a liar
Uh, I'm a top notch grinder
Trappin' since a minor
I never fold like a binder

[Chorus]
Hurry up, bring that bag back
Show me where the racks at
Don't want the b*tch, you can have that
No, I'm not chasin' a nat-nat
Pullin' up, they lookin' sad-sad
I think I need my own Rafs snatched
Grab her, she got a fat ass
I'm tryna know where the stash at
Hurry up, bring that bag back
Show me where the racks at
Don't want the b*tch, you can have that
No, I'm not chasin' a nat-nat
Pullin' up, they lookin' sad-sad
I think I need my own Rafs snatched
Grab her, she got a fat ass
I'm tryna know where the stash at