Babyface Ray – Donda Bag Lyrics

Donda Bag Lyrics by Babyface Ray

[Intro]
T-That’s, that’s, uh, just about a golden rule in the mob
It’s not about money
I just need my space right now

[Chorus]
My name good, my face clean, my pockets full, my people straight (Yeah)
Double-park, they let me through the back, I got my hoes with me (My hoes with me)
Ayy, your MCM be all up in my hair, he wanna join the team (Fuck ’em)
I tell my young dawg he won’t be like me ’cause he keep drinkin’ green (Nah)
I told my ex-bitch “You can’t get back with me, I’m too far for that” (No)
Dog shit all I’m countin’, I’m cashin’ it out, boy, who you think started that? (Mob)
But keep spinnin’ and spinnin’, and winnin’
These niggas, they sound like a laundromat (Spin)
Come through black on black, the windshield’s black, I’ve been in my Donda bag

[Verse 1]
Ayy, the Piston’s booked me, standin’ on the court, I’m gettin’ all kind of bags
I caught up with my shorty, “How you feelin’? ‘Face, it’s different, love'”
How you love me, baby? That shit crazy, we don’t kiss and hug
Pulled up in your city, thought ’bout you, that’s why I hit you up
I’m gon’ give you game and take this pack, I’m bettin’ I’ll let you up
Let’s link up in a mansion, bring the bitches, I’m gon’ get the drugs
Ayy, boy, I’ve been on one, pushin’ P, I used to skip to fuck
I just charged you niggas just to come and watch me mix it up
Red and white, a candy cane, I put Ms on everythin’ (Uh-huh)
All white look like Dairy Queen, Rolex watch in every scene
She gon’ hit her knees for me, think she wanna marry me
Who decides worth of us? I put up Amiri jeans
Took a yellow, then took off, shit look like a Spirit plane
Why you take my dawg from me? I don’t even feel the same
Man, I got a lot to lose and I got some Ms to gain
Let me just get out your way, niggas playin’ Insta’ games
Wavy how I’m livin’, that’s my gang and my business name
I stepped up on neck, bought my mama, bought my kids a chain
All this fuckin’ ice on this shit, you think my wrist is sprayin’ (Woo)
Freaky-ass want a purple shower, I be pissin’ rain

[Chorus]
My name good, my face clean, my pockets full, my people straight (Yeah)
Double-park, they let me through the back, I got my hoes with me (My hoes with me)
Ayy, your MCM be all up in my hair, he wanna join the team (Fuck ’em)
I tell my young dawg he won’t be like me ’cause he keep drinkin’ green (Nah)
I told my ex-bitch “You can’t get back with me, I’m too far for that” (No)
Dog shit all I’m countin’, I’m cashin’ it out, boy, who you think started that? (Mob)
But keep spinnin’ and spinnin’, and winnin’
These niggas, they sound like a laundromat (Spin)
Come through black on black, the windshield’s black, I’ve been in my Donda bag

[Verse 2]
I ride out the foreign to a foreign, I ain’t even tryna brag
I done bossed my level up, it’s hard to see you eye to eye (Ball)
Had to bring security, grab these bags when I be tryin’ to shop
I’ve been knockin’ bitches, but it’s better with a diamond watch
Better when it’s out the mud, it’s a ‘vert, the top is up (Yeah)
I got shit on both my wrists, for times they tried to lock me up (Mmm-hmm)
Noddin’ off this codeine burnt the seats, and I just got this truck
If he spoke a word to them people, he is not with us (Not at all)
Why you actin’ like you really active and be outside? (Actin’)
Seen a so-called baddie fuck a lame, it left me traumatized (Wow)
You ain’t gotta ask me if it’s family, then I’m down to ride (Mmm-hmm)
I just pray that niggas keep it on ’em ’cause I got mine

[Chorus]
My name good, my face clean, my pockets full, my people straight (Yeah)
Double-park, they let me through the back, I got my hoes with me (My hoes with me)
Ayy, your MCM be all up in my hair, he wanna join the team (Fuck ’em)
I tell my young dawg he won’t be like me ’cause he keep drinkin’ green (Nah)
I told my ex-bitch “You can’t get back with me, I’m too far for that” (No)
Dog shit all I’m countin’, I’m cashin’ it out, boy, who you think started that? (Mob)
But keep spinnin’ and spinnin’, and winnin’
These niggas, they sound like a laundromat (Spin)
Come through black on black, the windshield’s black, I’ve been in my Donda bag (Mm-hmm)