Bag Work
Sorry, didn't mean to brag
I'm just getting to the bag
Goyard on the tag
It really do be like that
Big stacks, big facts
Probably couldn't reach that
Top shelf where I keep that
Been slatt
Top of the board, big stats
Never lost the sauce, got my drip back
Fadeaway, while you been gassed
Heaped up but you been trash
I need context, you need syntax
It's Spaceman, I can't relax
De ja vu, it's a relapse
And I quit the race, but you been lapped
These days, I sprint through the map
Green haze, no cap
Fuck yo Twitter fingers in all caps
Put you on blast
While I do the most, to the max
To the moon and back
Like I'm running track
Been running laps
Running game like a running back
Might run it back
Got the pocket rocket, like a quarterback
Play the game or get played (Facts)
Chase checks get paid (Stacks)
New chains, new slaves (Flash)
I been whipping that range
Push pedal
I push, peddle
Let dust settle
No crack rock when I milly rock
Block to block
Keep one tucked in my Yeezy sock
That'll off ya top
Come correct I don't come with props
No stuntmen, my band get to busting
Fuck around, we tussling
Get slept, Robitussin
Can't sleep til I'm flossing
Been broke now I'm hustling
Cause being broke ain't an option
Sorry didn't mean to brag
I'm just getting to the bag
Goyard on the tag
It really do be like that
Probably couldn't reach that
Top shelf where I keep that
Been slatt
Top of the board, big stats
I'm just getting to the bag
Goyard on the tag
It really do be like that
Big stacks, big facts
Probably couldn't reach that
Top shelf where I keep that
Been slatt
Top of the board, big stats
Never lost the sauce, got my drip back
Fadeaway, while you been gassed
Heaped up but you been trash
I need context, you need syntax
It's Spaceman, I can't relax
De ja vu, it's a relapse
And I quit the race, but you been lapped
These days, I sprint through the map
Green haze, no cap
Fuck yo Twitter fingers in all caps
Put you on blast
While I do the most, to the max
To the moon and back
Like I'm running track
Been running laps
Running game like a running back
Might run it back
Got the pocket rocket, like a quarterback
Play the game or get played (Facts)
Chase checks get paid (Stacks)
New chains, new slaves (Flash)
I been whipping that range
Push pedal
I push, peddle
Let dust settle
No crack rock when I milly rock
Block to block
Keep one tucked in my Yeezy sock
That'll off ya top
Come correct I don't come with props
No stuntmen, my band get to busting
Fuck around, we tussling
Get slept, Robitussin
Can't sleep til I'm flossing
Been broke now I'm hustling
Cause being broke ain't an option
Sorry didn't mean to brag
I'm just getting to the bag
Goyard on the tag
It really do be like that
Probably couldn't reach that
Top shelf where I keep that
Been slatt
Top of the board, big stats
Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Ekanem
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