In My Bag
I'm in my bag yea
I'm in my bag
I'm in my bag yea
I'm in my bag yea
Gotta say it like I mean it
Heard it's my season
(I'm in bag yea)
She wanna fuck wit a nigga
Show love to a nigga
(I'm in my bag yea)
I cannot fuck wit you niggas
I'm done with you niggas
(I'm in my bag yea)
Baby say that I'm the realist
I know you can feel it
(I'm in my bag yea)
Like why I keep doggin my bitches
Like why I keep spending my riches
& Why I keep fuckin these bitches
Spent a check on cologne, that givenchy
Can't get mad at bitch I got plenty
Got one tucked just Incase a bitch spin me
She off drugs kill her lungs & her kidneys
Suck me up then I nut on her titties
She foreign, she steal she a gyspy
Gotta watch that lil bitch when I'm tipsy
Better watch that lil bitch when you sober
She make that one call & its over
Have you ever danced with the devil
Have you ever played wit heart
Have you ever swam wit a shark
You wasn't here from the start
I wanna run this shit up
I call you my brother
When I'm up, you up
I tired of noodles
I'm tired asf
Some times I want love, she just wanna fuck
Gun to my head I can't give this shit up
Beating this beat like King Kong on drum
We play percussion, that sticks & them drums
I wish I would waste my time on a bum
It's ok if you fuck all my niggas
You a nasty lil bitch, but you livin
You gotta get yours so I get it
You was hungry you saw a meal ticket
Boy you broke, how you got legs to kick it
& You gotta move to be trippin
Head good but she don't like to listen
You know what we did, so don't kiss her
Gotta say it like I mean it
I heard it's my season
(I'm in bag yea)
She wanna fuck wit a nigga
Show love to a nigga
(I'm in my bag yea)
I cannot fuck wit you niggas
I'm done with you niggas
(I'm in my bag yea)
Baby say that I'm the realist
I know you can feel it
(I'm in my bag yea)
I cannot tell you the reason
These niggas they lie for no reason
When I say I want your attention
I don't mean a follow or mention
Act like you know what I like
I stay after class like detention
She mad I ain't show her no love
She couldn't keep my attention
This mean the most to me
This ain't joke to me
I fuck a bitch & she feel it emotionally
Got a white bitch she suckin like totally
If you ain't eat, why the fuck did you go wit me
You ain't speak, so don't act like no bro to me
We gon link, so don't act like you know it's me
Pussy pink & I know she gon go for me
Not just me, cause you know I got bro wit me
Gotta say it like I mean it
I heard it's my season
(I'm in bag yea)
She wanna fuck wit a nigga
Show love to a nigga
(I'm in my bag yea)
I cannot fuck wit you niggas
I'm done with you niggas
(I'm in my bag yea)
Baby say that I'm the realist
I know you can feel it
(I'm in my bag yea)
I'm in my bag yea
I'm in my bag
I'm in my bag yea
I'm in my bag yea
Gotta say it like I mean it
I heard it's my season
(I'm in bag yea)
She wanna fuck wit a nigga
Show love to a nigga
(I'm in my bag yea)
I cannot fuck wit you niggas
I'm done with you niggas
(I'm in my bag yea)
Baby say that I'm the realist
I know you can feel it
(I'm in my bag yea)
I'm in my bag
I'm in my bag yea
I'm in my bag yea
Gotta say it like I mean it
Heard it's my season
(I'm in bag yea)
She wanna fuck wit a nigga
Show love to a nigga
(I'm in my bag yea)
I cannot fuck wit you niggas
I'm done with you niggas
(I'm in my bag yea)
Baby say that I'm the realist
I know you can feel it
(I'm in my bag yea)
Like why I keep doggin my bitches
Like why I keep spending my riches
& Why I keep fuckin these bitches
Spent a check on cologne, that givenchy
Can't get mad at bitch I got plenty
Got one tucked just Incase a bitch spin me
She off drugs kill her lungs & her kidneys
Suck me up then I nut on her titties
She foreign, she steal she a gyspy
Gotta watch that lil bitch when I'm tipsy
Better watch that lil bitch when you sober
She make that one call & its over
Have you ever danced with the devil
Have you ever played wit heart
Have you ever swam wit a shark
You wasn't here from the start
I wanna run this shit up
I call you my brother
When I'm up, you up
I tired of noodles
I'm tired asf
Some times I want love, she just wanna fuck
Gun to my head I can't give this shit up
Beating this beat like King Kong on drum
We play percussion, that sticks & them drums
I wish I would waste my time on a bum
It's ok if you fuck all my niggas
You a nasty lil bitch, but you livin
You gotta get yours so I get it
You was hungry you saw a meal ticket
Boy you broke, how you got legs to kick it
& You gotta move to be trippin
Head good but she don't like to listen
You know what we did, so don't kiss her
Gotta say it like I mean it
I heard it's my season
(I'm in bag yea)
She wanna fuck wit a nigga
Show love to a nigga
(I'm in my bag yea)
I cannot fuck wit you niggas
I'm done with you niggas
(I'm in my bag yea)
Baby say that I'm the realist
I know you can feel it
(I'm in my bag yea)
I cannot tell you the reason
These niggas they lie for no reason
When I say I want your attention
I don't mean a follow or mention
Act like you know what I like
I stay after class like detention
She mad I ain't show her no love
She couldn't keep my attention
This mean the most to me
This ain't joke to me
I fuck a bitch & she feel it emotionally
Got a white bitch she suckin like totally
If you ain't eat, why the fuck did you go wit me
You ain't speak, so don't act like no bro to me
We gon link, so don't act like you know it's me
Pussy pink & I know she gon go for me
Not just me, cause you know I got bro wit me
Gotta say it like I mean it
I heard it's my season
(I'm in bag yea)
She wanna fuck wit a nigga
Show love to a nigga
(I'm in my bag yea)
I cannot fuck wit you niggas
I'm done with you niggas
(I'm in my bag yea)
Baby say that I'm the realist
I know you can feel it
(I'm in my bag yea)
I'm in my bag yea
I'm in my bag
I'm in my bag yea
I'm in my bag yea
Gotta say it like I mean it
I heard it's my season
(I'm in bag yea)
She wanna fuck wit a nigga
Show love to a nigga
(I'm in my bag yea)
I cannot fuck wit you niggas
I'm done with you niggas
(I'm in my bag yea)
Baby say that I'm the realist
I know you can feel it
(I'm in my bag yea)
Credits
Writer(s): Eric Louie
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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