Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download, read the lyrics to “Straight For The Bag” by LGP Qua featuring French Montana. The song was produced by Harry Fraud.
French Montana Straight For The Bag
There are a handful of artists that work perfectly over Harry Fraud’s production and they all hail from New York. Though Fraud’s style of production has proven to be suiting for artists like Action Bronson and Meyhem Lauren, there’s a sweet spot for Harry Fraud in his extensive production catalogue. This week, the pair teamed up with rising Philly rapper LGP Qua for their monstrous new single, “Straight For The Bag.” Fraud ushers in the hook with massive stadium-ready horns while French’s repetitious hook delivers a massive anthemic feel that would go off on the Summer Jam stage. LGP Qua comes for the jugular with a ferocious delivery as he counts his wins and reflects on his losses.
LGP Qua – Straight For The Bag (ft. French Montana) (prod. Harry Fraud)
Lyrics
[Intro: French Montana]
Straight for the bag (Han)
Straight for the bag (Han)
Comin’ straight for the bag (Han)
Look dead in my face comin’ straight for the bag (Han)
[Chorus: French Montana]
Real niggas comin’ straight for the bag (Bag)
Bad bitches comin’ straight for the bag (Bag)
Ski mask comin’ straight for the bag (Woo)
Speed pass comin’ straight for the bag
Han, han
Straight for the bag (Stop playin’ with me, han)
Straight for the bag (Stop playin’ with me, han)
Straight for the bag (Stop playin’ with me, han)
Comin’ straight for the bag (Han)
[Verse 1: LGP Qua]
I’m comin’ straight for the bag ain’t no kill with me
I need mines and yours, I guess that’s the Philly in me
I tell her that I love her, I guess that’s the Henny in me
Move foreign out the lot and I promise you it ain’t rented
Hottest in my city, I link with French now I’m turnin’ up
Niggas in your crib masked up, they hit at them [?]
Left me in the game ’bout to take it over, I’m blowin’ up
All white VVS gold, baby, I’m glowin’ up
Real nigga party, you can’t get no invitation
He got life, but they still respect him, he ain’t say shit
Caught him lackin’, jump up out the whip, gave him the whole clip
He court [?] instead you gettin’ life, gave up his whole [?]
[Chorus: French Montana]
Real niggas comin’ straight for the bag (Bag)
Bad bitches comin’ straight for the bag (Bag)
Ski mask comin’ straight for the bag (Woo)
Speed pass comin’ straight for the bag
Han, han
Straight for the bag (Stop playin’ with me, han)
Straight for the bag (Stop playin’ with me, han)
Straight for the bag (Stop playin’ with me, han)
Comin’ straight for the bag (Han)
[Verse 2: LGP Qua]
Let’s get paid my nigga, that be the motto
Where I’m from they rob banks, nigga, they don’t bank on the lotto
Two things you smell in the air, death with gelato
In the field it’s nothin’ but dead bodies, Cinco de Mayo
Come through the baggage on me, they got the pale face
He ain’t leave a witness but definitely left some shell case
Couldn’t beat the case ’cause he black and you know the just racist
Keep it real I like blue faces, nigga, not new faces
Hear it in my voice, man I’m hungry, nigga it’s dinner time
You can’t break bread with your team, then he ain’t a friend of mine
Once I close my bedroom door, she know that it’s liquor time
I told these rappers they time tickin’, nigga I been the boom
[Chorus: French Montana]
Real niggas comin’ straight for the bag (Bag)
Bad bitches comin’ straight for the bag (Bag)
Ski mask comin’ straight for the bag (Woo)
Speed pass comin’ straight for the bag
Han, han
Straight for the bag (Stop playin’ with me, han)
Straight for the bag (Stop playin’ with me, han)
Straight for the bag (Stop playin’ with me, han)
Comin’ straight for the bag (Han)
[Outro: French Montana]
Stop playin’ with me
Stop playin’ with me
Stop playin’ with me
