[Verse 1]

Look

Niggas wanna blow up and fuck with a femme-uh deluxe

Got that money and you get what you want

Bitchy body with a dick in the front

Maserati with a click in the trunk

The Beretta come ahead and you bitches ain’t ready for me better get up

You want it minimal I do it bigger

My niggas coming through ra-ka-kat ka-ka-kat killin' 'em damn

[Pre-Chorus]

Bitch I'm number one I [?] a nigga

I'ma call back for his stack

If he get up with a crew full of [?]

Coming coming for ya chedda

Coming for ya chedda

Coming for ya chedda

Nigga run me that cash

'Cause I’m a real mother fucker

I be feminine I'm blowin' up a meal mother fucker

Fuck a sale, I'm a bill, I'm a deal mother fucker

I be in the Hermès like bitch better give me that bag

[Chorus]

Gimme that bag bitch (that bag)

Gimme that bag bitch (and that bag)

Gimme that bag bitch (and that bag)

Niggas like bitch better gimme that bag (and that bag too)

Gimme that bag bitch (and that bag too)

Gimme that bag bitch (and that bag too)

Gimme that bag bitch

And that bag too

Like bitch, gimme that (ugh!)

[Verse 2]

Gimme that, he gon' blow a stack for the kitty cat

Give affection, number one up in the litter

That baddie, [?], said he wanna catch me

Said I'm lookin' like a magazine in the air

He all yellow wrist, bling bling like a taxi

Which rap nigga wanna come up, wanna pass me?

Pull up in two white Rovers, twinned out

Jennifer Aniston, Mary Kate, Ashley (Shug)

Keep it fitted and moist, I'ma hit the spot

With the feminine boys, I'ma dip the rocks

In cinnamon I wanna go downtown with the gentleman

These front niggas duck quick when I riddle it

Crew full of femmes, I'ma OD militant

Shittin' out [?], I spit it, I'm living it, [?], giving it

Check that, bad bitch, should be gettin' it

[Pre-Chorus]

Bitch I'm number one I wanna [?] a nigga

I'ma throw back with his stack

If he get up with a crew full of [?]

Coming coming for ya chedda

Coming for ya chedda

Coming for ya chedda

Nigga run me that cash

'Cause I’m a real mother fucker

I be feminine, I'm blowin' up a meal mother fucker

Fuck a sale, I'm a bill, I'm a deal mother fucker

I be in the Hermès like bitch better give me that bag

[Chorus]

Gimme that bag bitch (that bag)

Gimme that bag bitch (and that bag)

Gimme that bag bitch (and that bag)

Niggas like bitch better gimme that bag (and that bag too)

Gimme that bag bitch (and that bag too)

Gimme that bag bitch (and that bag too)

Gimme that bag bitch

And that bag too

Like bitch, gimme that (ugh!)

[Verse 3]

Kiss that baby baby baby baby

Niggas wanna hump the fuck [?] me

I'ma hit the sacs, the fifth, the ave with daddy

He gon' get the Birkin bag or Shug get nasty

Damn I'ma work him bad and flip the tag and get away

Feast your eyes, the feminine bitch gettin' it

Hit the dip, the twist, the miss is killing it

Shook the hips then flicked my wrists, it's hella lit

Fit me down or ice me out in elegance

[?] is rich, the Hermès is evidence

Sexy bitch, all blacked out, devilish

Shop at your [?]

This punani be butterous (uh)

I'ma give a run to the veterans

I'ma come in heavy with the [?] thinkin' that your niggas like

Bitch better gimme that (gimme that gimme that)

[Outro]

Step up, s-step step up, step up

Step up, s-step step up, step up

Step up, s-step step up, step up

Step up, step up or get [?] out

S-step step up, step up

Step up, s-step step up, step up

Step up, s-step step up, step up

Step up, step up or get [?] out