Lyrics Tag - Isabella

Tag

Yeah
Aye
I’m a Birkin bag
You a laundry bag
Saving all the tags
You be quick to brag
Like you own it, too (ah)
Wear it like it’s new
What you gotta prove
Thinkin' you look cute
This ain’t how to move
I been tryna get it into your head
Ain’t nothing new 'bout the tricks that I get
You a mess
You upset
Where’s the flex
Tried your best
And I’m a reminder of everything that you couldn’t do, ooh
Damn
They be ripping my tag
And I’m gettin' mad (Ge-ge-gettin' mad)
They be ripping my tag
And I’m gettin' mad
This is how I gotta act, damn
They be ripping my tag
And I’m gettin' mad (Ge-ge-gettin' mad)
They be ripping my tag
And I’m gettin' mad
This is how I gotta act, damn
'Cause I secured it, I own it, I flipped it, now I profit
I really like the process
The more and more I sweat this
Feeling like you’re not it
It’s hard to be the wrong bitch
I’ve seen you from a distance
Don’t let that in my presence
Don’t let that in my presence (Yeah)
I’m used to all this non-sense (Yeah)
Please get it by my section
We could use some more refreshments
They be ripping my tag
And I’m gettin' mad (Ge-ge-gettin' mad)
They be ripping my tag
And I’m gettin' mad
This is how I gotta act, damn
They be ripping my tag
And I’m gettin' mad (Ge-ge-gettin' mad)
They be ripping my tag
And I’m gettin' mad
This is how I gotta act, damn
Tryna ripoff the tag
I’m priceless
Tryna ripoff the tag
I’m priceless
Tryna ripoff my bag
I’m priceless
Tryna ripoff my bag
I’m priceless
You can’t bite this
(No you can’t, no you can’t, no you can’t, no you can’t)
Tryna face this
(No you can’t, no you can’t, no you can’t, no you can’t)
(No you can’t, no you can’t, no you can’t, no you can’t)