Tag - Isabella

Yeah

Aye

I’m a Birkin bag

You a laundry bag

Saving all the tags

You be quick to brag

Like you own it, too (ah)

Wear it like it’s new

What you gotta prove

Thinkin' you look cute

This ain’t how to move

I been tryna get it into your head

Ain’t nothing new 'bout the tricks that I get

You a mess

You upset

Where’s the flex

Tried your best

And I’m a reminder of everything that you couldn’t do, ooh

Damn

They be ripping my tag

And I’m gettin' mad (Ge-ge-gettin' mad)

They be ripping my tag

And I’m gettin' mad

This is how I gotta act, damn

They be ripping my tag

And I’m gettin' mad (Ge-ge-gettin' mad)

They be ripping my tag

And I’m gettin' mad

This is how I gotta act, damn

'Cause I secured it, I own it, I flipped it, now I profit

I really like the process

The more and more I sweat this

Feeling like you’re not it

It’s hard to be the wrong bitch

I’ve seen you from a distance

Don’t let that in my presence

Don’t let that in my presence (Yeah)

I’m used to all this non-sense (Yeah)

Please get it by my section

We could use some more refreshments

They be ripping my tag

And I’m gettin' mad (Ge-ge-gettin' mad)

They be ripping my tag

And I’m gettin' mad

This is how I gotta act, damn

They be ripping my tag

And I’m gettin' mad (Ge-ge-gettin' mad)

They be ripping my tag

And I’m gettin' mad

This is how I gotta act, damn

Tryna ripoff the tag

I’m priceless

Tryna ripoff the tag

I’m priceless

Tryna ripoff my bag

I’m priceless

Tryna ripoff my bag

I’m priceless

You can’t bite this

(No you can’t, no you can’t, no you can’t, no you can’t)

Tryna face this

(No you can’t, no you can’t, no you can’t, no you can’t)

(No you can’t, no you can’t, no you can’t, no you can’t)