Goyard Bag* lyrics

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[Chorus: Molly Santana]
You ain't want it, I'll turn yo' ass to a runner (Yeah)
You ain't want it, my swag, yeah, [?] (Yeah)
You ain't want it, can't take one step in the jungle (Yeah)
You ain't want it, just step back before you crumble
You ain't want it, but get ready to tumble (Yeah)
You ain't want it, just take yo' ass outta' trouble

[Post-Chorus: Molly Santana]
You dont, have
And I'm having lots, Goyard bags
How I, pulled a knife with my, glass
Damn I, beat the odds, shoot you, dead
I would, make 'em [?]

[Verse 1: Showjoe]
Cause there it's DJ Drama (Yeah), like b*tch I don't need yo' drama (Woah)
I got more heat than a sauna, like Fortnite need that llama (Yeah, yeah)
I go ape sh*t, really got it out the jungle (Jungle)
f*ck that fake sh*t, turning locks till we at yo' front door (Front door)
I never knew my swag would have the influence to end it (Yeah)
I really need my cash, [?], turn to a misfit (Yeah)
I was just so down bad, was tryna figure out how to get rich (Yeah, woah)
Only one reason to be mad, when you see these other n*ggas get lit (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Molly Santana & Showjoe]
I don't want no fancy clothes, smoking a whole lotta vegetables

...Molly, where does she get her clothes?
Hope she did the dough, I get bags, I get the rolls
I'm smoking on veggie dough, walk in with a bag, we spendin' tho'
Like baby I'm bound to blow, so you better not get too close
I could really get that rolls, and I could really send her home (What)
She said that she wanna meet show, So I'm finna pull up and strike a pose (Yeah)
These n*ggas they act like hoes, and tell me that this is the life I chose (Boom)
I got a lil' magazine, b*tch, detach it, [?], and froze...