French Montana and LGP QUA - Straight For The Bag

Straight for the bag (han)
Straight for the bag (han)
Comin' straight for the bag (han)
Look me dead in my face comin' straight for the bag (han)

Real niggas comin' straight for the bag (bag)
Bad bitches comin' straight for the bag (bag, woo)
Ski mask comin' straight for the bag (woo)
Speed pass comin' straight for the bag (han)
Han, han
Straight for the bag (stop playin' with me, han)
Straight for the bag (stop playin' with me, han)
Straight for the bag (stop playin' with me, han)
Comin' straight for the bag (han)

Watch hundred-fifty, no ice, stop playin' with me (bling)
Got your main bitch on ice, stop playin' with me (skrrt)
Started in the game with chop her down (down)
Got big tools, bring your chopper down (hey)
Dead faces for my dead homies (woo)
Keep bread for them cases I got feds on me (woo)
Caught the holy when I caught the first meal (meal)
My young boys geekin' off the pills (skrrt-skrrt)
Told me, "Let me kill 'em French, they ain't that real"
If the jeweler get my neck, wrist chill, he chill
Main bitch change your heart, straight for the bat
Tear your ass apart straight for the bag (han)

Real niggas comin' straight for the bag (bag)
Bad bitches comin' straight for the bag (bag, woo)
Ski mask comin' straight for the bag (woo)
Speed pass comin' straight for the bag (han)
Han, han
Straight for the bag (stop playin' with me, han)
Straight for the bag (stop playin' with me, han)
Straight for the bag (stop playin' with me, han)
Comin' straight for the bag (bag)

Let's get paid my nigga, that be the motto
Where I'm from they rob banks, nigga, they don't bank on the lotto
Two things you smell in the air, death with Gelato
In the field it's nothin' but dead bodies, Cinco de Mayo
Come through, the bag is on me, they got the pale faces
He ain't leave a witness but definitely left some shell cases
Couldn't beat the case 'cause he black and you know the judge racist
Keep it real, I like blue faces, nigga, not new faces
Real nigga party, you can't get no invitation
He got life, but his hood respect him, he ain't say shit
Caught him lackin', jump up out the whip, gave him the whole clip
They caught him trappin', said "You gettin' life", gave up his whole clique (han)

Real niggas comin' straight for the bag (bag)
Bad bitches comin' straight for the bag (bag, woo)
Ski mask comin' straight for the bag (woo)
Speed pass comin' straight for the bag (han)
Han, han
Straight for the bag (stop playin' with me, han)
Straight for the bag (stop playin' with me, han)
Straight for the bag (stop playin' with me, han)
Comin' straight for the bag (bag)

Stop playin' with me
Stop playin' with me
Stop playin' with me

(Coke Boy, baby)

Written by:
Karim Kharbouch, Thom Randolph Bell, William Hart

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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