Bag

Can't trust a bitch I'm depending on me
Bitch we ain't fucking less you paying a fee
Lumberjack, bitch I'm chopping the tree
You niggas phony bitch I keep that shit G

Ten toes I ain't never gon fold
Imma hit the road then go fuck up a show
Then I hit up Dolo we gon pour us a 4
Real shit bitch I'm swinging that door

Roscoe keep that can in the sprinter van
Big pimpin yeah I feel like I'm Jigga Man
Smoking backwoods might get a splinter, man
Big smoke, we cooking like a dinner
Got big choked like some muhfucking cinnamon

Slight drip, I'm that muhfucking nigga

I just hopped up in my bag today
Lil nigga I'm on yo ass today
Is you gon sell something or pass the play?
I know some niggas that'll max the weight

Coming thru with the bags and k's

I can't say no names
No face, no case

We taking shit over I feel like Gaddafi
This a riot ain't nobody gon stop me!

Yo bitch gon top me and yo bitch gon watch
Then she gon sub in like her name was Chris Bosh

I'm in my bag, bag, bag bag
I'm in my bag, bag, bag, bag
I'm in my bag

Stay taking hits till I pass out
Big booty bitch got that ass out
Look like she live in the trap house
I jig in them hips then I dash out

I just hopped up in my bag today
Lil nigga I'm on yo ass today

Is you gon sell something or pass the play?
I know some niggas that'll max the weight

Coming through with the bags and k's

I can't say no names
No face, no case

We taking shit over I feel like Gaddafi
This a riot ain't nobody gon stop me!

I got that big bag bitch I feel like I'm Santa
Mix the cookie with a lil dirty Fanta
I'm going ghost, I might cop me that Phantom
Designer drugs bitch I feel like a panda

Hoe leave me alone I ain't talking
You niggas can't rock how I'm rocking
I'm clean with the verse, Mary Poppins
I'm killing these niggas
Ya bitch pay a fee to come top me

She got my time cause she flexible
Throw birds at the cops, no pelican

Disrespect on my name I count it a blessing
Real niggas got no time to be stressing
Blow the house down give a fuck bout your residence

Big bad wolf, bitch you just a pet
Feel like a tiger I come for they neck
Bitch I'm the man got a S on my chest

I'm off the map, bitch I'm on a quest
Get the gwap then I'm burning the rest
Big Kush and it's burning my chest
Smoking that Indica, taking my stress

Bitch you's a bug
You niggas is pests

Drip be anointed I feel like I'm blessed

I just hopped up in my bag today
Lil nigga I'm on yo ass today

Is you gon sell something or pass the play?
I know some niggas that'll max the weight

Coming through with the bags and k's

I can't say no names
No face, no case

We taking shit over I feel like Gaddafi
This a riot ain't nobody gon stop me!



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Writer(s): Christopher Brown
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