Get a Bag
I just got a bag
And that bag came tag-less (Ha,ha)
It's Elevated S, I can't find my phone! (Aye, aye)
I just got a bag
And that bag came tag-less
Dropped a couple stacks
On her brand new necklace
Out here looking broke
But you flexing so what happened?
Came back to my city
Why they acting like its damaged?
I don't understand
Why they hating, like I have it?
I've been taught to get it (Get it, get it)
I just get it, like and an addict
Move from state to state (Aye)
I think i turned this to a habit
I think I'm Aladdin
I'm balling like its Magic (Swish)
I just made a plan
And took off like this shit Madden (Run)
When I tell my story
Niggas think that I'm just bragging
I've been going through it
Yeah, at least my money adding
Shorty yeah you had it
They told me this gon' happen
Now it's more than rapping
There's more blood than there's laughing
Came home to what's brackin'?
To bodies in some caskets
I can't understand it
Why niggas always capping
I just got the product
And I've been on the low (Low)
Drowning on this wave
Once I hit shore I'll know (Know)
Once I see the surface
Yeah, I'll know, I'll know, I'll know (Aye)
I just got a bag
And that bag came tag-less (Yuh)
Dropped a couple stacks
On her brand new necklace
Out here looking broke
But you flexing so what happened?
Came back to my city
Why they acting like its damaged?
Woah, yeah It's damaged
Woah, he turned savage
Woah, what's his status? (Woah, woah)
Woah, yeah he vanished (Aye)
Running through the city
That I love, but I can't trust (No)
Love wasn't enough
I had pour it in my cup (Cup)
Moving like I'm Uzi
Confidence is shooting up (Yuh)
I don't need no love
I know that love is covered up (Yuh)
Sing it like I'm drake
'Cause I know fake love coming up (Hmm)
I've seen niggas turn so quick
That they regret they ever did (Hmm)
Nigga had some white and had to turn it into shit (Hmm)
That's why I don't know nobody outside my clique (No)
I ran off
With a bag
Every time they quit! (Bitch)
I peel off
In a whip
And that cash get split (Skrr)
Get a bag
Count that shit
Watch it do a flip (Aye)
Get a bag
Make a move
Make it last a bit (A little bit)
Got a bag
Told the team
Yeah we gon' be rich! (Yeah we gon' be rich)
And that bag came tag-less (Ha,ha)
It's Elevated S, I can't find my phone! (Aye, aye)
I just got a bag
And that bag came tag-less
Dropped a couple stacks
On her brand new necklace
Out here looking broke
But you flexing so what happened?
Came back to my city
Why they acting like its damaged?
I don't understand
Why they hating, like I have it?
I've been taught to get it (Get it, get it)
I just get it, like and an addict
Move from state to state (Aye)
I think i turned this to a habit
I think I'm Aladdin
I'm balling like its Magic (Swish)
I just made a plan
And took off like this shit Madden (Run)
When I tell my story
Niggas think that I'm just bragging
I've been going through it
Yeah, at least my money adding
Shorty yeah you had it
They told me this gon' happen
Now it's more than rapping
There's more blood than there's laughing
Came home to what's brackin'?
To bodies in some caskets
I can't understand it
Why niggas always capping
I just got the product
And I've been on the low (Low)
Drowning on this wave
Once I hit shore I'll know (Know)
Once I see the surface
Yeah, I'll know, I'll know, I'll know (Aye)
I just got a bag
And that bag came tag-less (Yuh)
Dropped a couple stacks
On her brand new necklace
Out here looking broke
But you flexing so what happened?
Came back to my city
Why they acting like its damaged?
Woah, yeah It's damaged
Woah, he turned savage
Woah, what's his status? (Woah, woah)
Woah, yeah he vanished (Aye)
Running through the city
That I love, but I can't trust (No)
Love wasn't enough
I had pour it in my cup (Cup)
Moving like I'm Uzi
Confidence is shooting up (Yuh)
I don't need no love
I know that love is covered up (Yuh)
Sing it like I'm drake
'Cause I know fake love coming up (Hmm)
I've seen niggas turn so quick
That they regret they ever did (Hmm)
Nigga had some white and had to turn it into shit (Hmm)
That's why I don't know nobody outside my clique (No)
I ran off
With a bag
Every time they quit! (Bitch)
I peel off
In a whip
And that cash get split (Skrr)
Get a bag
Count that shit
Watch it do a flip (Aye)
Get a bag
Make a move
Make it last a bit (A little bit)
Got a bag
Told the team
Yeah we gon' be rich! (Yeah we gon' be rich)
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Writer(s): Jose Guerrero
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