Throw it in the trunk if you want, if you want
Anything she want, Saint Laurent, Fendi Fonts
She gon blow a bag on a bag all at once
You gon blow a bag on a bag all at once

[Shotta Spence]
Said she feel my vibe and she can't get enough
She done fell too hard, fell in love like a clutz
Leather Louis clutch just to hold all her stuff
She rock all her shoes and they don't collect dust
Tom Ford cologne for the must is a must
She wonder what I gross but it's not to discuss
Losers run they mouth, they gon cuss they gon fuss
You the first to talk but your pockets runner up

Throw it in the trunk if you want, if you want
Anything she want, Saint Laurent, Fendi Fonts
She gon blow a bag on a bag all at once
You gon blow a bag on a bag all at once

[Kakuyon]
She got what I want but I can't get enough
Tryna blow your back, I ain't even tryna front
Tryna run my pockets, I ain't going like a punk
I don't sweat a tag, if you want it, stack it up (Ay)
And designer things fall on her body
She like the finer things, spend it on her hobbies
She divine in jeans, posing in the lobby
Something don't define her means, she don't gotta have it

Throw it in the trunk if you want, if you want
Anything she want, Saint Laurent, Fendi Fonts
She gon blow a bag on a bag all at once
You gon blow a bag on a bag all at once

[Shotta Spence]
Supermodel strut, Valentino on your butt
Baby throw it back, make it jump, make it jump
Drinking all your water so your skin got no bumps
Eating all your fruits so your junk got no funk
Doing all them squats that thing looking plump
Got your own bag so you move how you want
You know I don't feed no birds, better eat what you hunt
She having me for brunch and the view oceanfront

Throw it in the trunk