Quarterback (Secure The Bag!)

Quarterback (Secure The Bag!) - AJ Tracey Lyrics

[Hook]

Getting to the bag, I want all of that

Got her number but I ain't calling back

Automatic whip, no stalling that

Manna call the plays like a quarterback

Getting to the bag, I want all of that

Got her number but I ain't calling back

Automatic whip, no stalling that

Manna call the plays like a quarterback

Getting to the bag, I want all of that

Got her number but I ain't calling back

Automatic whip, no stalling that

Manna call the plays like a quarterback

Getting to the bag, I want all of that

Got her number but I ain't calling back

Automatic whip, no stalling that

Manna call the plays like a quarterback



[Verse 1]

I'm running up checks like a doctor

Tryna win gold like Oscar

New flow, try and do it too, impostor

Got them all running off the beat like Costa

My team got a five star roster

Little bitch threw a fit when I tossed her

If she wanna fuck twice, that'll cost her

If she wanna fuck twice, that'll cost her

Leave me be, get out my face

I secured the bag and went on my way

They behind, they're not on my page

Go learn to grind and get on my wage

You ain't bae so don't call man bae

And you ain't my mate so don't call man A

Young nigga, they know my age

Free my bros, they locked in that cage

And I'll still miss the drop if I want

I turn up, finesse the chick and I'm gone

I get head and keep all the lights on

No wasteman can jump on my song

They thought I would flop and they're wrong

Still here, fit as hell, my life's strong

Still here, fit as hell, my life's strong



[Hook]

Getting to the bag, I want all of that

Got her number but I ain't calling back

Automatic whip, no stalling that

Manna call the plays like a quarterback

Get into the bag, I want all of that

Got her number but I ain't calling back

Automatic whip, no stalling that

Manna call the plays like a quarterback

Getting to the bag, I want all of that

Got her number but I ain't calling back

Automatic whip, no stalling that

Manna call the plays like a quarterback

Getting to the bag, I want all of that

Got her number but I ain't calling back

Automatic whip, no stalling that

Manna call the plays like a quarterback



[Verse 2]

I've got her number but I'm just texing

Hitting up my line on a next ting

I don't want you, I want a next ting

Baby girl I owe you a sexing

Break man's soul when I'm flexing

But he try cap so I decked him

I took a grey ting to my hotel

And I had her on her knees when I checked in

My LA dons make the Draco fly

Had bread before the Drake co-sign

Came through, I'm here to take what's mine

No "Whatless" old man can make me sign

I was doing laps on my Ridgeback

Nah, I was doing laps on a specialized

If I had beef then I slid back

Girl you wanna fuck? Better get in line

AJ, T

Be like, me

London's best starting Q-B

If people say "fly" I'm like wait, who? me?

Made the trap jump, Jordan, 2, 3

My bitch bad, thick and bou-jee

I was in the States counting, blue, cheese

Step up on the stage and they never boo, me

Sleep on a nigga, go ahead and you'll, see



[Hook]

Getting to the bag, I want all of that

Got her number but I ain't calling back

Automatic whip, no stalling that

Manna call the plays like a quarterback

Get into the bag, I want all of that

Got her number but I ain't calling back

Automatic whip, no stalling that

Manna call the plays like a quarterback

Getting to the bag, I want all of that

Got her number but I ain't calling back

Automatic whip, no stalling that

Manna call the plays like a quarterback

Getting to the bag, I want all of that

Got her number but I ain't calling back

Automatic whip, no stalling that

Manna call the plays like a quarterback