Who's Got The Bag

Lyrics

First in the room, thirsting from noon
 Herbalist fumes, where's me balloon?
 Curse off the zoom, burstin' we boom
 First in the room
 21st of June
 Then I fuck her too
 ♪
 Who's got the bag?
 ♪
 Who's got the bag?
 Food in the back pocket
 I'm here to boo Babylon
 Let's be having the boondocks back
 You have to do what you can
 Tooting the Boris
 Smoking on the Rishi
 Shooting with my hand cocked
 Go back to doing what slaps
 It's a matter of duty, damn
 Fuck the jukebox in the cafe
 Good God, who's got the bag?
 The herds of the goons
 The blur of perfume
 Reverse up the tune
 Birded off too soon
 Shmurda is loose
 Perched for the views
 The chirping and crooning out
 The burden and blues
 The verses of music
 The "Der dee dee doo
 Birkin bag, Gucci
 Or dirty wrank shoes
 Werewolf to the moon
 First in the room
 Nurse me all Tuesday
 21st June
 Then I fuck her too
 Who's got the bag?
 ♪
 Who's got the bag?
 You have to do what you can
 Been in the lab too long man
 I'd have it to, doo wop jazz
 Who's got the bag?
 Tooting on the Boris
 Smoking on a Rishi
 Shooting with my hand cocked
 Got the Bag
 
 21st of June
 

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Song Details

Duration
02:45
Key
2
Tempo
123 BPM

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