I Need A Bag lyrics
by Jucee Froot
[Intro]
(Cook, cook gods)
Jucee
Loyal, one hundred
Get your bag
[Pre-Chorus]
Don't you talk to me, n*gga (Don't talk to me), you ain't talking enough (Uh)
And if you tell them that you hit, then you talking too much (Talking too much)
Only f*ck with real b*tches, we be f*ckin' sh*t up (f*ckin' sh*t up)
And n*ggas try to call me extra, my hair cost too much (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
I need a bag (I need a bag)
I need my hair and my nails did
I need a bag (I need a what?)
What's a boss b*tch without a Benz?
I need a bag (I need a blunt)
Twenty inches on my minks
I need a bag (I need a bag)
VVSs on my link (My link)
I need a bag, yeah
[Verse 1]
Hop on a jet, no lag (Lag)
If a b*tch keep talking that sh*t, I'm a go ahead and f*ck her dad (f*ck your dad)
I don't want no petty-ass hundreds, I wipe that sh*t with my ass
And my ice be real, real sunny, I don't even gotta use no flash, b*tch
Yeah, and I ain't f*cking for no Birkin (No Birkin)
n*gga, ice me out, I got that water like I'm surfing (Wet)
Hе be giving me brain, but I ain't nevеr learning, yeah
I be switching lanes, I'ma ride it like a permit (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
[Pre-Chorus]
Don't you talk to me, n*gga (Don't you talk to me), you ain't talking enough (You ain't talking enough)
And if you tell them that you hit, then you talking too much (Boy, you talking too much)
Only f*ck with real b*tches, we be f*ckin' sh*t up (With my bag)
And n*ggas try to call me extra, my hair cost too much (Boy, please)
[Chorus]
I need a bag (I need a bag)
I need my hair and my nails did (Yeah, yeah)
I need a bag (I need a bag)
What's a boss b*tch without a Benz? (Yeah, yeah)
I need a bag (I need a bag)
Twenty inches on my minks (Yeah, yeah)
I need a bag (I need a bag)
VVSs on my link (Yeah, yeah)
I need a bag
[Verse 2]
I'm a material girl (Girl), ice on me go brr
Rich n*ggas make me purr (Purr), broke n*ggas make me scared (Ew)
Eat the pus*y like hors d'oeuvre, n*gga, pay me now like a verb (Pay)
I be in my bag, but I'm in his bag, and I burn his head like a perm
With my b*tches, we so pretty, kill them hoes, no witness
Buy me Prada, buy me Louis, n*gga, buy me Fendi (Buy me Fendi)
Don't know how to talk, all I know is give me, give me
What the f*ck you thought? Need the bag, I need the Benjis
[Pre-Chorus]
Don't you talk to me, n*gga (Don't you talk to me), you ain't talking enough (You ain't talking enough)
And if you tell them that you hit, then you talking too much (Yeah, you talking too much)
Only f*ck with real b*tches, we be f*ckin' sh*t up (We be f*ckin' sh*t up)
And n*ggas try to call me extra, my hair cost too much (Boy, please)
[Chorus]
I need a bag (I need a bag)
I need my hair and my nails did (Yeah, yeah)
I need a bag (I need a bag)
What's a boss b*tch without a Benz? (Yeah, yeah)
I need a bag (I need a bag)
Twenty inches on my minks (Yeah, yeah)
I need a bag (I need a bag)
VVSs on my link (Yeah, yeah)
I need a bag
[Outro]
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