Og777x, Offshore, Donalin - Cartier Saggin' Lyrics

I just popped off with a Mac-11
She play with my Jean
I'm packing heavy metal
Packing wockhardt, smoking green
I'm sagging Cartier
Just found out that she a fiend
And I might just pop a bean
Designer on my body
Alexander McQueen
Say she wanna pop a Molly now she wanna fuck me
Yeah my name is Donalin but she call me papi
Yeah that bitch she call me daddy come and sit on my lap
Now she twerkin' on my body not my dick this the strap
And these niggas ain't about it all these niggas they cap
Got a bitch that work at follies that's your bitch?
Oh my bad yeah
I just popped off with a Mac-11
She play with my Jean
I'm packing heavy metal
Packing wockhardt, smoking green
I'm sagging Cartier
Just found out that she a fiend
Cartier sagging, Mac-11 packin'
Block boys never lacking
Shots they turn you to a maggot
It's a hellcat SRT, riding with the team
Activis, wockhardt got lean
High asf on pure codeine
That hoe left me yea teardrop
Send my niggas they pickpocket
Life ain't easy so i pop percs
Gave her the good dick she deserve
Yeah, Cartier sagging, percocet packing
Maserati fast and they won't catch me lacking
I just popped off with a Mac-11
She play with my Jean
I'm packing heavy metal
Packing wockhardt, smoking green
I'm sagging Cartier
Just found out that she a fiend

I just popped off with a Mac-11
She play with my Jean
I'm packing heavy metal
Packing wockhardt, smoking green
I'm sagging Cartier
Just found out that she a fiend
And I might just pop a bean
Designer on my body
Alexander McQueen
Say she wanna pop a Molly now she wanna fuck me
Yeah my name is Donalin but she call me papi
Yeah that bitch she call me daddy come and sit on my lap
Now she twerkin' on my body not my dick this the strap
And these niggas ain't about it all these niggas they cap
Got a bitch that work at follies that's your bitch?
Oh my bad yeah
I just popped off with a Mac-11
She play with my Jean
I'm packing heavy metal
Packing wockhardt, smoking green
I'm sagging Cartier
Just found out that she a fiend
Cartier sagging, Mac-11 packin'
Block boys never lacking
Shots they turn you to a maggot
It's a hellcat SRT, riding with the team
Activis, wockhardt got lean
High asf on pure codeine
That hoe left me yea teardrop
Send my niggas they pickpocket
Life ain't easy so i pop percs
Gave her the good dick she deserve
Yeah, Cartier sagging, percocet packing
Maserati fast and they won't catch me lacking
I just popped off with a Mac-11
She play with my Jean
I'm packing heavy metal
Packing wockhardt, smoking green
I'm sagging Cartier
Just found out that she a fiend