Dr. Blackout - Birkin Bag

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Big Birkin Bag with like 40 on a raft
Why you talking all that shit I got a Draco big mag, now my Draco big mad
Woah, I got big bags
Woah, I got big
What what what
I got big
What what
I got big
What what
I got big bags, bags

Told her baby "sorry yeah my Prada's at the cleaners"
Drank with the Molly got me high off a beaner
Changes in my life, got me feeling like I'm Bieber
Beauty and the beat, keep an eye out for Selener
Leaner, I gotta' talk to my Nina
I was posted with ya Nina
Niggas talking with the healer
I had to big flex when I meet her
Hit with a latex when I see her
Send me the late text, back-seater
I'm finna apex in a beater

Gimme dome, Fendi Chrome
Now I walk alone
Thotty' wit' a body she be sucking I just wanna' bone
Leave me lone' told that bitch to "leave me lone"
Then she told me "go to fourth base", guess I'm coming home
Guess I'm coming home
Guess I'm coming home, with a

Big Birkin Bag with like 40 on a raft
Why you talking all that shit I got a Draco big mag, now my Draco big mad
Woah, I got big bags
Woah, I got big
What what what
I got big
What what
I got big
What what
I got big bags, bags

Nah we ain't doing that slow shit today cuh, another song, another song
SIKE

Big Birkin Bag with like 40 on a raft
Why you talking all that shit I got a Draco big mag, now my Draco big mad
Woah, I got big bags
Woah, I got big
What what what
I got big
What what
I got big
What what
I got big bags, bags

Written by:
Jason Ntiamoah

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