BIG BAG
Big bag
Kick back, relax
Gift tags, give em back
Get that
Oh wait, forget that
I regret that
I'm upset that
She left me
Oh well, fuck that, ayy
Ooh, ooh, ooh, all these diamonds on me
Ooh, ooh, ooh, my money grows on trees
Yeah I got all of the fucking power
I think I got it all within me
You think you got it all
'Till I put you in a song
'Till you know you hit a wall
'Till you know I got it all
Yeah, I'm on a mission, you're the opposition
got the composition you need the supervision
And 19 fucking years old what the fuck are you?
Saw a diss and I thought, "who the fuck are you?"
Who the fuck are you calling a fool
When you hopped in a pool and tried to Juul
But your girl looks like a ghoul
I'm sorry if it's too cruel
But I just got one more rule
There are no rules to killing a motherfucking tool, ayy
Big bag
Kick back, relax
Gift tags, give em back
Get that
Oh wait, forget that
I regret that
I'm upset that
She left me,
Oh well, fuck that, ayy
We don't give a fuck like we named FL
We don't give a fuck but I still wish him well
This fucking shit is like non-stop
And I'm not gonna flop
And I'm like feeling like a crop
Because every day
I keep growing in this motherfucking pot
But not like weed pot
Because everyday
I'm spitting random shit
I think I'm shooting my shot, shot, shot
Rap a whole paragraph real quick
Little boy, please like for real quit
Little boy, please just sit real quick
Little boy, please like for real quit
That's what they told me when I made that song
I really didn't think I would go this long
But I guess it really just went that way
Even if I'm depressed like every day
Not done anytime soon still going hard
I try to get to her, but I'm feeling barred
Ended his career, don't need to do it again
Ended his career, I don't, I don't need to do it again ayy
Big bag
Kick back, relax
Gift tags, give em back
Get that
Oh wait, forget that
I regret that
I'm upset that
She left me
Oh well, fuck that, ayy
Kick back, relax
Gift tags, give em back
Get that
Oh wait, forget that
I regret that
I'm upset that
She left me
Oh well, fuck that, ayy
Ooh, ooh, ooh, all these diamonds on me
Ooh, ooh, ooh, my money grows on trees
Yeah I got all of the fucking power
I think I got it all within me
You think you got it all
'Till I put you in a song
'Till you know you hit a wall
'Till you know I got it all
Yeah, I'm on a mission, you're the opposition
got the composition you need the supervision
And 19 fucking years old what the fuck are you?
Saw a diss and I thought, "who the fuck are you?"
Who the fuck are you calling a fool
When you hopped in a pool and tried to Juul
But your girl looks like a ghoul
I'm sorry if it's too cruel
But I just got one more rule
There are no rules to killing a motherfucking tool, ayy
Big bag
Kick back, relax
Gift tags, give em back
Get that
Oh wait, forget that
I regret that
I'm upset that
She left me,
Oh well, fuck that, ayy
We don't give a fuck like we named FL
We don't give a fuck but I still wish him well
This fucking shit is like non-stop
And I'm not gonna flop
And I'm like feeling like a crop
Because every day
I keep growing in this motherfucking pot
But not like weed pot
Because everyday
I'm spitting random shit
I think I'm shooting my shot, shot, shot
Rap a whole paragraph real quick
Little boy, please like for real quit
Little boy, please just sit real quick
Little boy, please like for real quit
That's what they told me when I made that song
I really didn't think I would go this long
But I guess it really just went that way
Even if I'm depressed like every day
Not done anytime soon still going hard
I try to get to her, but I'm feeling barred
Ended his career, don't need to do it again
Ended his career, I don't, I don't need to do it again ayy
Big bag
Kick back, relax
Gift tags, give em back
Get that
Oh wait, forget that
I regret that
I'm upset that
She left me
Oh well, fuck that, ayy
Credits
Writer(s): Aidan Heichelbech
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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