Stagecoach ft. 6 Ways Lyrics

We need

Big bags for the bankrolls

I pray my

Trap phone never stays cold

Big body this a stagecoach

Yea and I got the horses with this bitch

It feel like Forza in this bitch

Bound to do something

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She taste like fruit

Pussy like it's down in Florida when it's picked

Drive like a go kart

Like I put my aura in this whip

And this car just like me

Cause it thrive at high speed

I might force it

Tennis for the chain but the wrist stock

The price of the ice decrease

But the wrist don't

Trying to go from middle class broke

To some rich folks

I might have some feelings

But this stick don't

28 my favorite number

That's how many grams I had

Lost it for a second

But went in and got my handles back

Sneak around the zip while I'm shopping

It's in the candle bag

Soon as I see problems I handle that

We need

Big bags for the bankrolls

I pray my

Trap phone never stays cold

Big body this a stagecoach

Yea and I got the horses with this bitch

It feel like Forza in this bitch

Skirt

And I'm way too elegant

This room could fit a elephant

Put money in my hand and man

I'm really in my element

This pure gasoline

Can tell it by the smell of it

Pay less you get the cut

Pay more get cut but I ain't telling you

Ha ha ha

Feeling fancy with the

AMG door left ajar

Yea I love it when it roar

And I love it when it's raw

Big bags for the bank

Rolls Royce for the stars

We need

Big bags for the bankrolls

I pray my

Trap phone never stays cold

Big body this a stagecoach

Yea and I got the horses with this bitch

It feel like Forza in this bitch