"Gone Ahead" lyrics
(feat. Sam Hook)
She say she got a man
But I ain't gonna try to hear that though
I'm just tryna get you naked
And it'll only take a second
But she ain't tryna hear that though
She with her girlfriends
And she like me so we textin'
Her ass as big as Texas
So behind her back we sexin'
And I swear this girl a blessin'
'Cause I just got rid of my ex and
Had to find me a different direction
Now she stayin' all in my section
Last week kept a nigga off stressin'
But now you mad when you see me with the next chick
And I'm spendin' this money on alcohol
And I feel it's a good investment
'Cause I got you and your girlfriends over that stinger
Reminiscin' 'bout the good times, they dreamin'
You gon' need just some good wine, for all the tears
Talkin' 'bout who's really down, girl, stand-up comedian
Now he hand her next nigga her iPhone
But ain't really takin' that personal
You got bottles comin' and you're the first to know
'Cause you the thirst queen now the whole world know
Where them bag girls? Where them bag girls?
Them Louboutin, Louis, Gucci, Berkin bag girls?
Where them bag girls? Where them bag girls?
Don't be scared. Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
(It can't hurt) Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
(I wanna see you sweat) Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
(Pop it, pop it) Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
(Pop it, pop it) Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
She from Indiana but she don't like them Pacers
She moved out here for a model scene
So I got her chearin' for them Lakers
She a bad girl, you know how I like 'em bag girls?
Tryna get the keys to the Porsche truck
But you know I don't like them fast girls
(No) Slow down for me
Throw it to the front then bring it back to me
Hit her girlfriends while I watch how she do me
Make her wanna get another magnum out of that Louis
If she don't get sore, I'm 'a hit it all night
Smack it on the left then slide on the right
Think it to myself this pussy tight
She wanna go again, she just my type
She sexy and I like her
The "red bottoms", I spiked her
Keep pullin' these all-nighters
And I might just go ahead and wife her
We shoppin', rodeo
I love this girl. I swear, Lord
Can't wait to get her back to the hotel room
'Cause you know we gon' beat up that head board
She turn it, let it back girls
Where them bag girls? Where them bag girls?
Them Louboutin, Louis, Gucci, Berkin bag girls?
Where them bag girls? Where them bag girls?
Don't be scared. Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
(It can't hurt) Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
(I wanna see you sweat) Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
(Pop it, pop it) Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
(Pop it, pop it) Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
I see a girl with the coach bag
She know she foul
Need a referee in her 'cause she know she foul
And I know that gotta be the same girl
And I can't get down with no plain girl
All the bad bitches up in here
Feel bad for you if you came with your man, girl
And I ain't tryna know your name girl
If you can't fuck with it, that ass gotta leave
And I don't know who you came with
'Cause you're not gettin' in here with all that weed
You know good and well who I'm talkin' to
No fake shit and I mean that
And your ass been over there hatin' all night
You know damn well I've seen that so
Where them bag girls? Where them bag girls?
Them Louboutin, Louis, Gucci, Berkin bag girls?
Where them bag girls? Where them bag girls?
Don't be scared. Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
(It can't hurt) Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
(I wanna see you sweat) Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
(Pop it, pop it) Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
(Pop it, pop it) Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
But I ain't gonna try to hear that though
I'm just tryna get you naked
And it'll only take a second
But she ain't tryna hear that though
She with her girlfriends
And she like me so we textin'
Her ass as big as Texas
So behind her back we sexin'
And I swear this girl a blessin'
'Cause I just got rid of my ex and
Had to find me a different direction
Now she stayin' all in my section
Last week kept a nigga off stressin'
But now you mad when you see me with the next chick
And I'm spendin' this money on alcohol
And I feel it's a good investment
'Cause I got you and your girlfriends over that stinger
Reminiscin' 'bout the good times, they dreamin'
You gon' need just some good wine, for all the tears
Talkin' 'bout who's really down, girl, stand-up comedian
Now he hand her next nigga her iPhone
But ain't really takin' that personal
You got bottles comin' and you're the first to know
'Cause you the thirst queen now the whole world know
Where them bag girls? Where them bag girls?
Them Louboutin, Louis, Gucci, Berkin bag girls?
Where them bag girls? Where them bag girls?
Don't be scared. Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
(It can't hurt) Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
(I wanna see you sweat) Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
(Pop it, pop it) Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
(Pop it, pop it) Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
She from Indiana but she don't like them Pacers
She moved out here for a model scene
So I got her chearin' for them Lakers
She a bad girl, you know how I like 'em bag girls?
Tryna get the keys to the Porsche truck
But you know I don't like them fast girls
(No) Slow down for me
Throw it to the front then bring it back to me
Hit her girlfriends while I watch how she do me
Make her wanna get another magnum out of that Louis
If she don't get sore, I'm 'a hit it all night
Smack it on the left then slide on the right
Think it to myself this pussy tight
She wanna go again, she just my type
She sexy and I like her
The "red bottoms", I spiked her
Keep pullin' these all-nighters
And I might just go ahead and wife her
We shoppin', rodeo
I love this girl. I swear, Lord
Can't wait to get her back to the hotel room
'Cause you know we gon' beat up that head board
She turn it, let it back girls
Where them bag girls? Where them bag girls?
Them Louboutin, Louis, Gucci, Berkin bag girls?
Where them bag girls? Where them bag girls?
Don't be scared. Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
(It can't hurt) Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
(I wanna see you sweat) Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
(Pop it, pop it) Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
(Pop it, pop it) Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
I see a girl with the coach bag
She know she foul
Need a referee in her 'cause she know she foul
And I know that gotta be the same girl
And I can't get down with no plain girl
All the bad bitches up in here
Feel bad for you if you came with your man, girl
And I ain't tryna know your name girl
If you can't fuck with it, that ass gotta leave
And I don't know who you came with
'Cause you're not gettin' in here with all that weed
You know good and well who I'm talkin' to
No fake shit and I mean that
And your ass been over there hatin' all night
You know damn well I've seen that so
Where them bag girls? Where them bag girls?
Them Louboutin, Louis, Gucci, Berkin bag girls?
Where them bag girls? Where them bag girls?
Don't be scared. Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
(It can't hurt) Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
(I wanna see you sweat) Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
(Pop it, pop it) Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
(Pop it, pop it) Gon' ahead, pop that tag girl
