Fabolous, Lil Uzi Vert - Goyard Bag lyrics

Yeah, oh yeah, yeah

Copped the drop top Hummer
For the summer yeah
Goyard bag with a hundred yeah
And I know why you mad
Cause I'm stuntin' yeah
Say I know I know why you
Mad cause I'm stuntin' yeah
Wakin' up on the hills right on Runyon yeah
Smokin' on that gas, smell like FUNYUN yeah
Like call my private chef hold my stomach in
Yeah I like 'em fried
She like 'em sunny eggs

Ew, that's them runny eggs
I might flex around the world
And then I stunt again
I might flex around your girl
And then I fuck again
And the funny thing is you gon' cuff again


Yeah I advise you
Stop all the hatin' and you'll make it too
Like I done had a situation
But I made it through
I paid 1000 for these shoes
For my Yeezy cuffs too

Got the drop top runnin' for the summer yeah
Ay goyard bags full of hundreds yeah
And I know why you mad
Cause I'm stuntin' yeah
Say I know I know why you
Mad cause I'm stuntin' yeah
Wakin' up on the hills right by Runyon yeah
Smokin' on that gas, smell like FUNYUN yeah
Like I'm a private chef, cook for money yeah
Hey, white and yellow gold
Just like sunny eggs

Look I just think shorty like my go hard swag
Turn my brown bags to a Goyard bag
My son told me keep makin'
These old farts mad
He said you drive this foreign
Like a go-kart dad
Spittin' like they got it
They on that mission
Lookin' different when you see
'em rappers catfishin'
Either Barney's, Neiman Marcus
Or we Saks Fifthin'
Always makin' movies but we
Never act different, no
Never changed up I just leveled up
And I watch the gold diggers
Pick they shovels up
Watchin' thirsty niggas try to
Pick my beverage up
Never spoke on 'em, I won't
Bring the devil up, no
Sometimes sayin' nothin' sayin' somethin'
When your money talks now
You're sayin' somethin'
Ay if you ain't get a
Message that's a message
Look y'all know who the
Freshest of the freshest

Got the drop top runnin' for the summer yeah
Goyard bags full of hundreds yeah
And I know why you mad
Cause I'm stuntin' yeah
Say I know I know why you
Mad cause I'm stuntin' yeah
Wakin' up on the hills right by Runyon yeah
Smokin' on that gas, smell like FUNYUN yeah
Like I'm a private chef, cook for money yeah
Hey white and yellow gold
Just like sunny eggs

I've been talkin' to my idol
I've been talkin' to my idol
Nowadays I feel like I'm my own idol
Scratch her off the list like a vinyl
Real girl, I don't really like her
I just really wanna just spike her
Yeah, yeah, you know I one night ya
Hope ya wasn't thinkin' I'ma wife ya

Got the drop top runnin' and
I got guap comin'
Now we eatin' garlic noodles and
They not Top Ramen
I'm not just laid up with a baddie
Got some slop top from her
Studio all winter just to drop hot summers
Yeah (I be in my bag with no travel
Let you be the judge, get the gavel
I think if I want you I can have you
Every time I pull up on the avenue)

Copped the drop top Hummer
For the summer yeah
Goyard bag with a hundred yeah
And I know why you mad
Cause I'm stuntin' yeah
Say I know I know why you
Mad cause I'm stuntin' yeah
Wakin' up on the hills right on Runyon yeah
Smokin' on that gas, smell like FUNYUN yeah
Like call my private chef hold my stomach in
Yeah I like 'em fried, like 'em sunny eggs

Fab: So I'm in my bag? I'm back
In my bag now or what?

Girl: Nah you in your Goyard bag now

Fabolous: Told ya I was gonna get back to it
Know what I'm sayin'? I just wanted to let
You know like I appreciate you like
Havin' faith in me like and giving me
That talk cause I was going
To do it for a minute and you
Know I mean I just needed somebody
To let me know it's time to level
Up like stop playing out here

Girl: It's all good real ones might fall
Back but they don't fall off