In My Bag Intro (Plug)
GANG!
PlugSmoak
(Doot Doot Doot)
Aye my n****
I want everything that's comin to me My n****
Aye Facts n**** aye
(No mufuckin handouts)
Im countin that cash
I'm countin my
Put it right in the stash
I put it up
N**** be talkin but not at us
Yaah
Jumping in no diving board
That's another body when I record
His bitch bad, this peon mad
And that's the reason I buy it for her
You a broke bum but I afford her
My wrist glowin that's ice water
In the trap in till the 4th quarter
Work smart but don't work harder
Back to school so they could see me Legally
The streets and OG's believe in me
I shoot my choppa like every evening
Beef wit Smoak just know I keep the Seasoning
Last bitch tried to play my feelings
Real love knife to the heart
Childhood suck, had a crazy start
Couple day ones yeah they played They part
The other couple had to hit the curb
Change and betrayed had lot of nerve
Reason why we don't link up but if We do it's on the 33rd
Back when I was broke I had my Word
Always had a gun strapped an alert
Yung boy you can get out the jail but I promise you'll never get out the dirt
I was told that
Yeah nigga you gonna make it
Ball like Lebron on the Lakers
Fake hands you better not shake em
They run off on you then you bake Em
Yeah
I was teachin an sellin coke
Killa trap was boomin couldn't let it Go
When I was broke, I hit he floor
Thank God then I mail a Bow
Aye hear me, ya bitch wit me in the Hemi
Can't text cuz she givin throat
My arms a hammer when I hit the Coke
Pops was 17 when he hit the boat
Cam was 17 when he got hit for dope
Give me a mill I'll hit for 4
Give her Saint Laurent then I let her Go
I really don't care nun for a ho
She a diamond in the mud, so I let Her glow
I'm on my grind, I'm on the road
My n**** know that I was chose
Nigga hold on wrist that bitch is Froze
Facts
Only speak facts only
Only give racks to my homies
N**** talk boy an I know they Phony
Ill pull up right there right up on em
I'm in the back of the benz
Peep out the Class on the benz
Yeah yeah
I got the back of my friends
They turn they back in they friends
Dam dam
Just chunk the duece no cianara
You buy a drink I buy a bottle
Got a trap house out in Navarro
Tryna get rich no role model
See I came off the curb
N**** aye I came off the Streets
My n**** fiends like to talk the talk
My n**** just don't talk to me
I been gettin my paper up,
N**** just copped me a new philip
Nigerian cousin his name Philippe
His suit collection is real unique
See me I can out the mud
So I'm goin to sleep in silk sheets
I tryna meet Swiss beats
Cause I wanna kill Swiss beats
Id flip a million Swiss cheese
I'm tryna break the bank
Im like nothin you think
I dip off right when you blink
Use to cut dope in a sink
Use to do a lot of shit but I...
Never will speak on
N**** grind hard a week long
N**** locked up wanna see me on
Real trap n**** wit three phones
Got a white boy that drink key stone
Goin hard till we on
Givin the haters sum hard to sleep on
Hey hey hey
I'm gettin right in my bag
Ya yeah aye aye aye
A N**** get right in his bag
I'm right in my
Aye Facts n**** aye
Im countin that cash
I'm countin my
Put it right in the stash
I put it up
N**** be talkin but not at us
Naaa
Ya ya ya
Aye
I'm right in my bag
Facts facts facts aye aye
They talkin but not gettin cash
Dam dam dam ha ha aye
I'm right on yo ass
I'm right on yo ass n****
Aye
I'm right on yo ass n****
Aye
Plugs and Heartbreaks n****
Plug Smoak
Yaaah yea
PlugSmoak
(Doot Doot Doot)
Aye my n****
I want everything that's comin to me My n****
Aye Facts n**** aye
(No mufuckin handouts)
Im countin that cash
I'm countin my
Put it right in the stash
I put it up
N**** be talkin but not at us
Yaah
Jumping in no diving board
That's another body when I record
His bitch bad, this peon mad
And that's the reason I buy it for her
You a broke bum but I afford her
My wrist glowin that's ice water
In the trap in till the 4th quarter
Work smart but don't work harder
Back to school so they could see me Legally
The streets and OG's believe in me
I shoot my choppa like every evening
Beef wit Smoak just know I keep the Seasoning
Last bitch tried to play my feelings
Real love knife to the heart
Childhood suck, had a crazy start
Couple day ones yeah they played They part
The other couple had to hit the curb
Change and betrayed had lot of nerve
Reason why we don't link up but if We do it's on the 33rd
Back when I was broke I had my Word
Always had a gun strapped an alert
Yung boy you can get out the jail but I promise you'll never get out the dirt
I was told that
Yeah nigga you gonna make it
Ball like Lebron on the Lakers
Fake hands you better not shake em
They run off on you then you bake Em
Yeah
I was teachin an sellin coke
Killa trap was boomin couldn't let it Go
When I was broke, I hit he floor
Thank God then I mail a Bow
Aye hear me, ya bitch wit me in the Hemi
Can't text cuz she givin throat
My arms a hammer when I hit the Coke
Pops was 17 when he hit the boat
Cam was 17 when he got hit for dope
Give me a mill I'll hit for 4
Give her Saint Laurent then I let her Go
I really don't care nun for a ho
She a diamond in the mud, so I let Her glow
I'm on my grind, I'm on the road
My n**** know that I was chose
Nigga hold on wrist that bitch is Froze
Facts
Only speak facts only
Only give racks to my homies
N**** talk boy an I know they Phony
Ill pull up right there right up on em
I'm in the back of the benz
Peep out the Class on the benz
Yeah yeah
I got the back of my friends
They turn they back in they friends
Dam dam
Just chunk the duece no cianara
You buy a drink I buy a bottle
Got a trap house out in Navarro
Tryna get rich no role model
See I came off the curb
N**** aye I came off the Streets
My n**** fiends like to talk the talk
My n**** just don't talk to me
I been gettin my paper up,
N**** just copped me a new philip
Nigerian cousin his name Philippe
His suit collection is real unique
See me I can out the mud
So I'm goin to sleep in silk sheets
I tryna meet Swiss beats
Cause I wanna kill Swiss beats
Id flip a million Swiss cheese
I'm tryna break the bank
Im like nothin you think
I dip off right when you blink
Use to cut dope in a sink
Use to do a lot of shit but I...
Never will speak on
N**** grind hard a week long
N**** locked up wanna see me on
Real trap n**** wit three phones
Got a white boy that drink key stone
Goin hard till we on
Givin the haters sum hard to sleep on
Hey hey hey
I'm gettin right in my bag
Ya yeah aye aye aye
A N**** get right in his bag
I'm right in my
Aye Facts n**** aye
Im countin that cash
I'm countin my
Put it right in the stash
I put it up
N**** be talkin but not at us
Naaa
Ya ya ya
Aye
I'm right in my bag
Facts facts facts aye aye
They talkin but not gettin cash
Dam dam dam ha ha aye
I'm right on yo ass
I'm right on yo ass n****
Aye
I'm right on yo ass n****
Aye
Plugs and Heartbreaks n****
Plug Smoak
Yaaah yea
Credits
Writer(s): Josefh Irabor
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