Out My Bag
We started texting and now we fucking
We started texting and now we fucking
I said oh oh oh
We started texting and now we fucking (Now we fucking)
Got my bands up tell me how you love it (How you love it)
She love to swallow my Cream no Russian (No Russian)
If I give her the weapon she gonna buss it
Gotta get out my bag (Gotta get out my bag)
Just to get to the bag (Just to get to the bag)
I don't need me a lame hoe
I need some racks (I need me some racks)
Sauce drippin' like Prego
I'm leaving a mess (Leaving a mess)
Shit I'm smoking a rainbow
This colorful gas (Colorful gas)
Double G on my bag now
And I'm keeping em' mad now
Last bitch that did me dirty had to leave in the past now
Young niggas pulllin up wit 30s
And lettin it blast now
Went a few weeks without the perkies
But I'm bout to relapse now (Boutta relapse now)
I can't put no bitch before this bankroll
I just hit a lick I need to lay low
Facetime she watchin' me like cable
Nias stay wit tools like home depot
Know that we stay with the toolies
Poppin 2 percs when I'm moody
Dont want a bitch who too bougie
Ya money short like a loosie
From selling weed I bought a hooptie
For the hooptie tried to shoot me
Won't let a bitch play me or fool me (No!)
A bitch wanna line u for jewelry yeah
Still smoking weed like my grandfather do
I'm sipping lean I'm moving slow like grandfathers move
One don't feel the same so I started taking two
If you know the game in the trenches ain't no rules
Still smoking weed like my grandfather do
I'm sipping lean I'm moving slow like grandfathers move
One don't feel the same so I started taking two
If you know the game in the trenches ain't no rules
We started texting and now we fucking (Oh yeah yeah)
Got my bands up tell me how you love it (How you love it)
She love to swallow my Cream no Russian
If I give her the weapon she gonna buss it
Gotta get out my bag (Gotta get out my bag)
Just to get to the bag (Just to get to the bag)
I don't need me a lame hoe
I need some racks (I need me some racks)
Sauce drippin' like Prego
I'm leaving a mess (Leaving a mess)
Shit I'm smoking a rainbow
This colorful gas (Oh yeah yeah)
Gotta get out my bag
Jus to get to the bag
I dont need me a lame hoe
But I need me some racks
Sauce drippin' like Prego
So I'm leaving a mess
Shit I'm smoking a rainbow
This some colorful gas
Still smoking weed like my grandfather do
I'm sipping lean I'm moving slow like grandfathers move
One don't feel the same so I started taking two
We started texting and now we fucking
I said oh oh oh
We started texting and now we fucking (Now we fucking)
Got my bands up tell me how you love it (How you love it)
She love to swallow my Cream no Russian (No Russian)
If I give her the weapon she gonna buss it
Gotta get out my bag (Gotta get out my bag)
Just to get to the bag (Just to get to the bag)
I don't need me a lame hoe
I need some racks (I need me some racks)
Sauce drippin' like Prego
I'm leaving a mess (Leaving a mess)
Shit I'm smoking a rainbow
This colorful gas (Colorful gas)
Double G on my bag now
And I'm keeping em' mad now
Last bitch that did me dirty had to leave in the past now
Young niggas pulllin up wit 30s
And lettin it blast now
Went a few weeks without the perkies
But I'm bout to relapse now (Boutta relapse now)
I can't put no bitch before this bankroll
I just hit a lick I need to lay low
Facetime she watchin' me like cable
Nias stay wit tools like home depot
Know that we stay with the toolies
Poppin 2 percs when I'm moody
Dont want a bitch who too bougie
Ya money short like a loosie
From selling weed I bought a hooptie
For the hooptie tried to shoot me
Won't let a bitch play me or fool me (No!)
A bitch wanna line u for jewelry yeah
Still smoking weed like my grandfather do
I'm sipping lean I'm moving slow like grandfathers move
One don't feel the same so I started taking two
If you know the game in the trenches ain't no rules
Still smoking weed like my grandfather do
I'm sipping lean I'm moving slow like grandfathers move
One don't feel the same so I started taking two
If you know the game in the trenches ain't no rules
We started texting and now we fucking (Oh yeah yeah)
Got my bands up tell me how you love it (How you love it)
She love to swallow my Cream no Russian
If I give her the weapon she gonna buss it
Gotta get out my bag (Gotta get out my bag)
Just to get to the bag (Just to get to the bag)
I don't need me a lame hoe
I need some racks (I need me some racks)
Sauce drippin' like Prego
I'm leaving a mess (Leaving a mess)
Shit I'm smoking a rainbow
This colorful gas (Oh yeah yeah)
Gotta get out my bag
Jus to get to the bag
I dont need me a lame hoe
But I need me some racks
Sauce drippin' like Prego
So I'm leaving a mess
Shit I'm smoking a rainbow
This some colorful gas
Still smoking weed like my grandfather do
I'm sipping lean I'm moving slow like grandfathers move
One don't feel the same so I started taking two
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Writer(s): Louis Watt
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