Lyrics Birkin Bag - Lilflarethegoat

Ooooh, ooooh
Go and run up a check, I run it fast
I stay chasing one thing and that's a bag
Fucking up on his hoe, he go out sad
I just fucked up on his hoe then gave her back
Saving up, boutta go cop a Birkin bag
Ice on me and it's staying the perfect temp
No this ain't DJ Khalid, but we the best
Nobody buy from you because yo shit taxed
That shit taxed lil bitch, yeah that shit taxed

Yea yo whole trap boof and that shit trash
Nigga you ain't moving right, watch yo ass
This bitch booty so big I need a map
Best get off yo ass and move a pack
Move a pack, lil bitch, said move a pack
You ain't doing one thing you said in yo rap
Nigga what the fuck you doing, get off that
Get off that, my nigga, said get off that
I'm just surfing on the beat, I came in fast
We in Mercedes, you know we skirting fast
When I hit up his hoe, he ain't liking that
Liking dat, nah nah, ain't liking that
Pop another X, fuck it I might relapse
Fuckin' with the crew, we'll leave you handicap
Said you gon' pull up, yea where the fuck you at
Just rolled up one more time, I'm puffin thrax
Cruising 110 on the freeway, seat back
This bitch pushin' all my buttons, keypad
Fed you my heart, shawty, when I get it back

Lemme know, shawty, yea when I get it back, woah
I just want your love, yea, without the heart attacks, woah
After all we been through, I'm left asking if it last, yea
Shawty yeah your love too strong, I think I am attached
Think I am attached (Yuh, wait, wait, yuh)
I think I am attached (Yuh, I think I am, yuh, wait)
Think I am attached (Yuh, think I am a)
Can't leave you in the past, nah I think I am attached (Yuh)
Can we make it last (Yuh)