Secure The Bag

Oh (Bugz on the beat)
Oh, what can I do?
Oh (let's get it)

I was on the road, yeah
Securing that bag, uh
Gettin' that cake, yeah
They missin' the wave, yeah
She used to play, yeah
Now she in my face, yeah
You in or you out? (Out)

This is a gang (this is a-)
This is a game (ayy, this a gang)
This is a gang (yeah, gang)
This is a game (yeah, game)
This is a game (this is a game)
Boy, what you claim? (Boy, what you claim?)
Throw up your gang (throw up your gang)
Switchin' four lanes (switchin' four lanes)
And our whip not the same (ayy)

Low down dirty (low down dirty)
Put you to shame (put you to shame)
What is her name? (What is her name?)
She got a red Range (got a red Range, skrrt)
It's movin' insane (it's movin' insane)
And I fuck with Kodie (I fuck with Kodie)
Flooded my neck (flooded my neck)
With ice in my Rollie (with ice in my Rollie, ice, ice)

I was messed up (I was messed up)
They didn't notice (they didn't notice)
They didn't notice (they didn't notice)
They didn't notice (they didn't notice, come on)
You ain't got guap (you ain't got guap)
But they be all on me (woo)
Uh, now they all on me (now they all what?)
Uh, now they all on me (Lil Uzi)

These niggas, they be so fake (fake)
Uh, they not your homies (no)
They try to get you baloney (yeah)
These niggas full of baloney (baloney, uh)
She see I'm runnin' a race (race)
Save my name under Tay-K (Tay-K)
She say, "Why you out here so late?" (Huh?)
"I worry 'bout you every day"

I was on the road, yeah
Securing that bag, uh (yeah)
Gettin' that cake, yeah
They missin' the wave, yeah (whoa)
She used to play, yeah
Now she in my face, yeah
You in or you out? (Out)

This is a gang (this is a-)
This is a game (ayy, this a game)
This is a gang (yeah, gang)
This is a game (yeah, game)
This is a game (this is a game)
Boy, what you claim? (Boy, what you claim?)
Throw up your gang (throw up your gang)
Switchin' four lanes (switchin' four lanes)
And our whip not the same (ayy)

Pull up, lil' bitch (bitch, vroom), choppa need range (range)
They flashin' them pics 'cause it's VLONE on my jeans
(All on my jeans)
Look at my kicks, kickin' that shit like my name was Liu Kang
I took your lil' bitch and fed her the pain
Me and you, boy, I swear we're not the same (yeah, woo)

He say he better than me, that's all lies
Says she never did these drugs all night (oh, yeah)
We eatin' good, they cannot judge, this our life
Keep somebody that I love close by (for sure)
'Cause they want me to die when we're close-eyed
We gon' put 'em in the trunk if he OT
He tried to cross his own guys, they almost smoked him (bah)
Now he forced to live a lie, I must show him

I was on the road, yeah
Securing that bag, uh (yeah)
Gettin' that cake, yeah
They missin' the wave, yeah (whoa)
She used to play, yeah
Now she in my face, yeah
You in or you out? (Out)

This is a gang (this is a-)
This is a ganme (ayy, this a game)
This is a gang (come on)
This is a game (yeah, game)
This is a game (this is a game)
Boy, what you claim? (Boy, what you claim?)
Throw up your gang (throw up your gang)
Switchin' four lanes (switchin' four lanes)
And our whip not the same (ayy, vroom)

Lil Uzi, Lil Uzi, Lil Uzi
Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it
Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it
Count all my guap I'm gettin'

Oh, I'm gettin' a lil' headache
Wait, where's my phone?

Hello? Bro, I just saw a three- um, I never saw nothin' like this
I never saw anything in my whole entire life like this
I don't know what they were, bro, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
I was right here lookin' through the glass
I don't know, bro, I'm trying to figure it out, nothing's making sense
Bro, I gotta drop this album, all this bro



Credits
Writer(s): Symere Woods, Daniel Perez
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