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Quan Draper - Baggage Claim Lyrics



Quan Draper - Baggage Claim Lyrics
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When they hear my name,
They gon' feel that
Focused on a mission,
Tryna bring the real back
They love you at the bottom,
Hate you on the climb up
Anywhere the bag's at
You can find us
I stay on ten, yet I go off
Draped out in Draper at the shows
I'm a show off
A rockstar, too, I guess
My neck is decked in heavy metal
Didn't come this far, to come this far,
My right foot's on the pedal
All the hate'll get to you, if you let it
You can only beat the house, if you bet it
You can only hit yo bar, if you set it
Don't forget it, life's a bitch,
But she loyal so I pet it
Real nigga,
Ion know how to fold, I never have,
And my bankroll's, my pride and joy
My better half
Add effort and subtract all distractions,
That's better math
Clocked in, head down,
Locked in on a better path
My story's still unwritten,
Standing out, I'm done sittin'
New bitch, oh so smitten
Ripe peach, good nutrition,
White beach, good position,
Stayed in, good decision
Hungry, that's a given,
Till I pull up in that apparition
When they hear my name,
They gon' feel that
Focused on a mission,
Tryna bring the real back
They love you at the bottom,
Hate you on the climb up
Anywhere the bag's at
You can find us
Feelin' good, I got motion again
Couple trips to the ocean again
Refocused my devotion again
Primed and ready, steady
Stirring up commotion again
Yea,
Yea blocking out the noise,
Ain't no value in that
I'm going up, you behind
That's a foul in the back
Coming for me,
That's a valiant attack
But yo, I promise, you the one
Who gon' be catching the flack
Bag full of certified flows, check the disco'
In the kitchen, cooking with charisma, no Crisco
Two full shots of ciroc in my calypso
Ten toes down with conviction, I don't tip toe
In the trenches, booted up,
Why call a truce?
Show me love, show me hate,
I just want the truth
In the trenches, booted up,
Why call a truce?
Show me love, show me hate,
I just want the truth
When they hear my name,
They gon' feel that
Focused on a mission,
Tryna bring the real back
They love you at the bottom,
Hate you on the climb up
Anywhere the bag's at
You can find us
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When they hear my name,
They gon' feel that
Focused on a mission,
Tryna bring the real back
They love you at the bottom,
Hate you on the climb up
Anywhere the bag's at
You can find us
I stay on ten, yet I go off
Draped out in Draper at the shows
I'm a show off
A rockstar, too, I guess
My neck is decked in heavy metal
Didn't come this far, to come this far,
My right foot's on the pedal
All the hate'll get to you, if you let it
You can only beat the house, if you bet it
You can only hit yo bar, if you set it
Don't forget it, life's a bitch,
But she loyal so I pet it
Real nigga,
Ion know how to fold, I never have,
And my bankroll's, my pride and joy
My better half
Add effort and subtract all distractions,
That's better math
Clocked in, head down,
Locked in on a better path
My story's still unwritten,
Standing out, I'm done sittin'
New bitch, oh so smitten
Ripe peach, good nutrition,
White beach, good position,
Stayed in, good decision
Hungry, that's a given,
Till I pull up in that apparition
When they hear my name,
They gon' feel that
Focused on a mission,
Tryna bring the real back
They love you at the bottom,
Hate you on the climb up
Anywhere the bag's at
You can find us
Feelin' good, I got motion again
Couple trips to the ocean again
Refocused my devotion again
Primed and ready, steady
Stirring up commotion again
Yea,
Yea blocking out the noise,
Ain't no value in that
I'm going up, you behind
That's a foul in the back
Coming for me,
That's a valiant attack
But yo, I promise, you the one
Who gon' be catching the flack
Bag full of certified flows, check the disco'
In the kitchen, cooking with charisma, no Crisco
Two full shots of ciroc in my calypso
Ten toes down with conviction, I don't tip toe
In the trenches, booted up,
Why call a truce?
Show me love, show me hate,
I just want the truth
In the trenches, booted up,
Why call a truce?
Show me love, show me hate,
I just want the truth
When they hear my name,
They gon' feel that
Focused on a mission,
Tryna bring the real back
They love you at the bottom,
Hate you on the climb up
Anywhere the bag's at
You can find us
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Writer: DeQuan Burnside
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Language: English
Length: 2:18
Written by: DeQuan Burnside

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