Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Duffle Bag, artist - Yungeen Ace. Date of issue: 07.10.2021
Song language: English
Duffle Bag |
| Quarter Million Dollars |
| Quarter Million Dollars |
| Quarter Million Dollars |
| Quarter Million Dollars in a Duffle Bag (turnup) |
| Quarter Million Dollars in a Duffle Bag (mhmmm) |
| Would drop the top but this car too fast |
| 260 on the dash and my foot on the gas |
| Red and blue lights, mean 12 on my ass (hell nah I ain’t stopping) |
| I got bodies, come here let me talk some knowledge |
| Baby girl pussy got mileage, creep low when I’m moving in silence |
| All of my niggas be dangerous, all of my niggas got brains to bust |
| All of my niggas some … |
| All of my niggas move silent, ATK menace to society |
| Can’t say Ace stop the violence, Police say Ace too violent |
| Got niggas on the block selling molly |
| I drip too hard no stylist, Jay be on 23 island |
| Got 2 bad bitches, I’m gangbanging |
| Bitch I want the top, they giving me brain |
| Pop 2, now I’m wide awake |
| And it just kicked in, I’m moving insane |
| Off with his top, I want his brain |
| Back on the block, that’s part of the game |
| Murder on my mind, they gon feel this pain |
| I’ma catch him at the club, no Charlemagne |
| Brand new Blicky, you know it’s a murder when it’s up in them dickies |
| Told em come and get me, you know I aint hiding, bitch you know that I’m wit it |
| Ask them who run the city, they gon say Ace cause they know I’m the slickest |
| I got Duvon behind me, can’t let em down, they know I’ma go get it |
| Quarter Million Dollars in a Duffle Bag, (mhmmm) |
| Would drop the top but this car too fast (mhmmm) |
| 260 on the dash and my foot on the gas (mhmmm) |
| Red and blue lights, mean 12 on my ass (hell nah I ain’t stopping) |
| I got Whitney, Sydney, screaming out who I smoke |
| I don’t play, tennis, back and forth, I won’t go |
| Every car I got know that shit done cost me |
| These opps on fade, pages find a way to follow me |
| Gang be sluttin they sisters, bag on his head they book him |
| I give 'em the eye and they shoot' em |
| Quarterback on em feel like Newton |
| Prescription got me drugged up, my heart must have no love |
| (Talkin that shit, I blast em) (homicide, let a fuck nigga test ya) |
| Lean over, codeine in my system |
| I see three niggas, but I’m aiming in the middle |
| I got purple, Amiri, (wait) |
| Hol' up wait my drip too serious |
| Certified millionaire clearly, I don’t want a fuck nigga near me |
| She wanna argue, I don’t wanna hear it |
| Brand new AP, hope time heal me |
| Convicted felon, but it’s concealed |
| Know some niggas in the court, some still in the fields (damn) |
| Quarter Million Dollars in my Duffle Bag, (in the Duffle Bag) (mhmmm) |
| Would drop the top but this car too fast (mhmmm) |
| 260 on the dash and my foot on the gas (mhmmm) |
| Red and blue lights, mean 12 on my ass (that's a 12) (hell nah I ain’t stopping) |
| I got Quarter Million Dollars in a Duffle Bag (mhmmm) |
| (Quarter Million Dollars in a Duffle Bag) |
| (Quarter Million Dollars in a Duffle Bag) |
| I got Quarter Million Dollars in a Duffle Bag (mhmmm) |