Bag

Shout out my squad

I never had shit

Made it out of the hood, now I'm doing good and got me a bad bitch

I pull up in a fast whip

Don't call unless you talking cash shit

So come with that bag, cause I'm in my bag

I stay in my bag bitch

See me

I put God first and he put me in this position

I made it up out the hood

I had to complete that mission

See everything is expensive

I'm in my bag like magicians

I am, of no religion but my Louboutins are Christian

Fly Guys they can't tell us shit

Money team, Mayweather shit

Wings up, bitch I'm Pegasus

This what we do, no predicate

Sauce everlastin'

These bitches feeling my fashion

I just bought a Mac 10

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Graaa!

Don't ask me shit about my bag won't let you hold that

I stack it up, don't spend a dime can't even ford' that

Bitch bad like Dennis had some [?

She cut it, I count it up

If its my money I'm [?

Switching lanes in the foreign

Haters mad, can't ignore it

These bitches piss like a toilet

Dripping all the sauce, they done stole it

Shout out my squad yea, we eating we some carnivores

Straight to the money, we ball out [?

Shout out my squad

I never had shit

Made it out of the hood, now I'm doing good and got me a bad bitch

I pull up in a fast whip

Don't call unless you talking cash shit

So come with that bag, cause I'm in my bag

I stay in my bag bitch

Look I'm an 80s baby, momma sayin' these streets raised me baby

But now we made it baby

Never knew how much they hated baby

Came a long way, remember I used to go crazy baby

With that lil .380 baby

Open out and got to pay me baby

Flipped the money make it stretch

Like I'm coaching for gymnastics

Got it cracking like a egg

Now my pockets on Jurassic

Got and went and got a bad bitch

Got her looking like a actress

For fame and the name shame, I was making hits like I'm Cassius

Had to be a pusher

Now I just got pulled like a wagon

Reptile I spit acid

I'm eating, got green like some cabbage

Haters be mad sick

Give bitches more wood than a cabin

And they worry bout' jack shit

They itchy on my like a rash bitch

Got stripes like a ref

Chip swag in my bag

I might go and cop the vette

Just so I can do the dash

I'll burn your chest, if you doubt fire, then its tootle doo to the cash

I don't see the truth in you like a [?

But just know my shooters shoot when I ask

POW!

Shout out my squad

I never had shit

Made it out of the hood, now I'm doing good and got me a bad bitch

I pull up in a fast whip

Don't come unless you talking cash shit

So call with that bag, cause I'm in my bag

I stay in my bag bitch