French Montana - Bag lyrics

Ah hah, yeah, yeah (Niico) [Chorus: Ziico Niico & French Montana] I slap her a** then I dab Baby, would you shake it for some cash? (shake it) Only want the head if she trashed (the face) Then she get the bread at the trash (that's the stash) Runnin' to that bag (woah-woah) Me and my n***as comin' to that bag (yeah-yeah) We be goin' for that bag (oh-oh) Don't play, we go drummin' for that bag (boh-boh) I smack her a** like that (that) Baby, would you shake it for some cash? (shake it) Only want the head if she trashed (that's the face) Then she get the bread in the trash (that's the stash) Run, ru-ru-runnin' for that bag (woah-woah) Me and my n***as comin' for that bag (yeah-yeah) We be drummin' for that bag (oh-oh) Don't play, we go drummin' for that bag (boh-boh) [Verse 1: French Montana] Ay, two mansions in the Hamptons Money longer than the Ave' 30 cars on the alley 30 mill's in the valley Came from the bottom, watch what I do You bunch of internet thugs, Yahoo You got a buzz, I'm the whole field Ask your b**h, I'm a dope deal Try to book me for my watch I'll book 'em for a show, let his mama watch Call the coroner and call the pastor And grab a casket, my chest christens in the laughter Talk about New York, big mistake Got the bank and I ain't fit (that's a stash) Bet a mill' and I ain't riggin' On the large, get a Minaj, ain't Nicki [Chorus: Ziico Niico & French Montana] I slap her a** then I dab Baby, would you shake it for some cash? (shake it) Only want the head if she trashed (the face) Then she get the bread at the trash (that's the stash) Runnin' to that bag (woah-woah) Me and my n***as comin' to that bag (yeah-yeah) We be goin' for that bag (oh-oh) Don't play, we go drummin' for that bag (boh-boh) I smack her a** like that (that) Baby, would you shake it for some cash? (shake it) Only want the head if she trashed (that's the face) Then she get the bread in the trash (that's the stash) Run, ru-ru-runnin' for that bag (woah-woah) Me and my n***as comin' for that bag (yeah-yeah) We be drummin' for that bag (oh-oh) Don't play, we go drummin' for that bag (boh-boh) [Verse 2: French Montana] Runnin' through New York with a strap (that's a fact) 'Cause we comin' for they head, not they chaps (that's a fact) Zack runnin' through a chap Bub runnin' through a chap k**er runnin' through a chap (that's my n***a) Hank runnin' through a chap (that's my n***a) Mitch runnin' through a chap (that's my n***a) Y'all wonder what it's at I know I see Max one day R.I.P Chinx, gun play Make you backflip, like the front brake Finna rule, live someday Chop a bubble like bath water See the red dots like a camcorder f** on a jet, that's air hoe Came with the TEC, air horn [Chorus: Ziico Niico & French Montana] I slap her a** then I dab Baby, would you shake it for some cash? (shake it) Only want the head if she trashed (the face) Then she get the bread at the trash (that's the stash) Runnin' to that bag (woah-woah) Me and my n***as comin' to that bag (yeah-yeah) We be goin' for that bag (oh-oh) Don't play, we go drummin' for that bag (boh-boh) I smack her a** like that (that) Baby, would you shake it for some cash? (shake it) Only want the head if she trashed (that's the face) Then she get the bread in the trash (that's the stash) Run, ru-ru-runnin' for that bag (woah-woah) Me and my n***as comin' for that bag (yeah-yeah) We be drummin' for that bag (oh-oh) Don't play, we go drummin' for that bag (boh-boh)