Circles

Let me introduce you to the bag, here's my only friend
Love you till the end, we always gon' win
Met a bitch, she bad, made a nigga mad
Yeah I had a good day, now I'm thumbin' through them racks
Had to put that shit away, I can't let you see my stacks
Niggas tryna say I'm fake, listen, all I speak is facts
If my shit is tax, then that means that shit is gas
I like smokin' wax, I like straight extracts
One hit, knock me back, leave a nigga smacked
If a nigga hate, I'ma put his ass on blast
I can't fall in love, I know it'll never last
So after I smash, you know that I had to dash

Headed to the bank with a check I'm bout to cash
Lord, I had to thank, cause he led me to the stash
Pourin' up drank, stayin' up late
Flyin' out of state, tryna stay awake
My mind keeps goin' in circles
My mind keeps goin' in circles
I'm still tryna find my purpose
Fuck around and I'ma make a big purchase
My mind keeps goin' in circles
My mind keeps goin' in circles
My mind keeps goin' in circles
I'm still tryna find my purpose
Fuck around and I'ma make a big purchase
Even though a nigga deep down hurtin
Goin' hard, I swear a nigga been workin'
Got a bigger bag, pockets been burstin

Let me introduce you to the bag, here's my only friend
Love you till the end, we always gon' win
Met a bitch, she bad, made a nigga mad
Yeah I had a good day, now I'm thumbin' through them racks
Had to put that shit away, I can't let you see my stacks
Niggas tryna say I'm fake, listen, all I speak is facts
If my shit is tax, then that means that shit is gas
I like smokin' wax, I like straight extracts
One hit, knock me back, leave a nigga smacked
If a nigga hate, I'ma put his ass on blast
I can't fall in love, I know it'll never last
So after I smash, you know that I had to dash

Shout out to my niggas, handlin' that business
Goin' start to finish, came from rags to riches
Nigga, you gon' witness, every single move
But you cannot do this, Yung Sauce got that ouuu
Yeah, we steady stackin', while y'all niggas cappin
Your girl booty clappin', it's movin' real rapid
I'ma go and smack it, I'ma go attack it
Shawty, she rude, but she gettin' nude

Let me introduce you to the bag, here's my only friend
Love you till the end, we always gon' win
Met a bitch, she bad, made a nigga mad
Yeah I had a good day, now I'm thumbin' through them racks
Had to put that shit away, I can't let you see my stacks
Niggas tryna say I'm fake, listen, all I speak is facts
If my shit is tax, then that means that shit is gas
I like smokin' wax, I like straight extracts
One hit, knock me back, leave a nigga smacked
If a nigga hate, I'ma put his ass on blast
I can't fall in love, I know it'll never last
So after I smash, you know that I had to dash



Credits
Writer(s): Trey Strahan
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