Bag 4 Bag

And I'm going bag for bag (Yeah)
I'm finna hit me a lick
And I'm going bitch for bitch (Yeah)
I'm finna turn up my drip
And I'm goin brick for brick now
Come on and get u a hit
I'm finna run me up a bag and put Dior all on my kicks

And I got that Dolce Gabana, Fendi and Prada got new shit for wearing designer
I had to drop off some people for talking that shit they ain't know that I wanted to prosper
I gotta keep it a hunnid I can't be caught lackin' cuz I always got it up under
And I was a bastard child so I had to run it up without a muh fuckin father (Yuh)
And I got yo bitch in the foreign we cruisin' downtown and she got her top off
She told me she want me but I cannot cuff
I'm busy getting my racks up
Got purp in a doubled up styrofoam cup
Not Migos but I'm finna Takeoff
So I had to regulate the block
Real OG like Nate Dogg
Loving the money I'm nuts like a squirrel but slick like a mouse
When it comes to the cheese
In front of the mirror I'm dodging these thoughts the ones
That are locking me out of my dreams
Neighborhood hero I'm serving the block, stick to yo face if you fuckin' with me
But i'm only 17 smoking on Runtz yeah I'm high OD

And I'm going bag for bag (Yeah)
I'm finna hit me a lick
And I'm going bitch for bitch (Yeah)
I'm finna turn up my drip
And I'm goin brick for brick now
Come on and get you a hit
I'm finna run me up a bag and put Dior all on my kicks

And I'm going bag for bag (Yeah)
I'm finna hit me a lick
And i'm going bitch for bitch (Yeah)
I'm finna turn up my drip
And i'm goin brick for brick now
Come on and get you a hit
I'm finna run me up a bag and put Dior all on my kicks



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Writer(s): Joshua Kaplan
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