The Bag
I get the bag, yeah I put you on I get the bag, yeah I get it gone
I wanted a bag, it didn't take long I'm in my bag, and I won't take a loss
I had nothing, like my name Quan the Don I make plays, like I coach for the Suns
Why you playing with me bitch, I'm not the one
One phone call, and I'm a get them gone
I'm the one that gets the bag, playing with my money I don't play that
I be making moves fast on some real shit
Y'all ain't built to last
Talk down on me, they just talking out they ass
They mad I left them in the past,
I ain't really with being down bad
I make come ups like it's nothing
I don't need no new friends, got a few friends that ain't fucking fake
I got some loose ends, I'm a Taz today And I ain't doing nothing for no one that
let my stomach ache I ain't have a spot to live in, but I ain't
getting in my feelings I'm a go and get a million, they just let
me in the building Turn one to two, yeah I was flipping
I was playing with them tickets, ten bands I walking with it
It's a big fact that I'm a star I get the bag, yeah I put you on
I get the bag, yeah I get it gone
I wanted a bag, it didn't take long
I'm in my bag, and I won't take a loss I had nothing, like my name Quan the Don
I make plays, like I coach for the Suns Why you playing with me bitch, I'm not the
one One phone call, and I'm a game gone
I'm the one that gets the bag, playing with my money I don't play that
I be making moves fast on some real shit, y'all ain't built to last
Talk down on me, they just talking out they ass
They mad I left them in the past, I ain't really with being down bad
Stomach rumbling, money hungry for a hundred hunnids
Troublesome was going through it, trying to shake with something
Yeah I stay patient, now the money coming I just started balling out, I'm screaming
fuck a budget I been good for a minute
I got some broke boys, I got them living I don't care about your feelings
I ain't having pop to piss in I started running up them digits
The streets taught me how to get it Bitch this is my life, don't tell me how to live it
I get the bag, yeah I put you on
I get the bag, yeah I get it gone I wanted a bag, that didn't take long
I'm in my bag, and I won't take a large I had nothing, left my name on the dorm
I make plays, like I coach for the Suns Why you playing with me bitch I'm not the one
One phone call and I'ma get them gone
I wanted a bag, it didn't take long I'm in my bag, and I won't take a loss
I had nothing, like my name Quan the Don I make plays, like I coach for the Suns
Why you playing with me bitch, I'm not the one
One phone call, and I'm a get them gone
I'm the one that gets the bag, playing with my money I don't play that
I be making moves fast on some real shit
Y'all ain't built to last
Talk down on me, they just talking out they ass
They mad I left them in the past,
I ain't really with being down bad
I make come ups like it's nothing
I don't need no new friends, got a few friends that ain't fucking fake
I got some loose ends, I'm a Taz today And I ain't doing nothing for no one that
let my stomach ache I ain't have a spot to live in, but I ain't
getting in my feelings I'm a go and get a million, they just let
me in the building Turn one to two, yeah I was flipping
I was playing with them tickets, ten bands I walking with it
It's a big fact that I'm a star I get the bag, yeah I put you on
I get the bag, yeah I get it gone
I wanted a bag, it didn't take long
I'm in my bag, and I won't take a loss I had nothing, like my name Quan the Don
I make plays, like I coach for the Suns Why you playing with me bitch, I'm not the
one One phone call, and I'm a game gone
I'm the one that gets the bag, playing with my money I don't play that
I be making moves fast on some real shit, y'all ain't built to last
Talk down on me, they just talking out they ass
They mad I left them in the past, I ain't really with being down bad
Stomach rumbling, money hungry for a hundred hunnids
Troublesome was going through it, trying to shake with something
Yeah I stay patient, now the money coming I just started balling out, I'm screaming
fuck a budget I been good for a minute
I got some broke boys, I got them living I don't care about your feelings
I ain't having pop to piss in I started running up them digits
The streets taught me how to get it Bitch this is my life, don't tell me how to live it
I get the bag, yeah I put you on
I get the bag, yeah I get it gone I wanted a bag, that didn't take long
I'm in my bag, and I won't take a large I had nothing, left my name on the dorm
I make plays, like I coach for the Suns Why you playing with me bitch I'm not the one
One phone call and I'ma get them gone
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Writer(s): Evan Stewart
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