In My Bag
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Wavy
Let me talk my shit
Let me get in my bag
Turn up real quick
Fresh cut fresh fit
Show out real quick
Good vibes good weed
We ain't on no shit
Bright lights when I walk through, no shades on my eyes so red
She want me to poke her oh no no no baby gimme some head
Even though my stomach full, I'm still not trying see the fed
My chick pussy a pool got damn that shit be so wet
Drop bread and place a bet
I be with dice shooters they don't play chess
I just write music and give it my best
Wan talk bout her day, she wan talk bout my ex
I wan make a play, she wan lay on my chest
Dysfunctional like Jody and Evette
Baby boy like a ref with the tech
Will I feel joy before my last breath?
I cannot keep my mind off of death
I cannot keep my off of what?
That shit be so close to me
I can bag ya bitch like groceries
And I know she won't get over me
Even tho that bitch like a ghost to me
I love weed with strong potency
I'm wavy bitch like totally
My words hit deep like poetry
Will we last? hopefully
If I crash socially
It's because I'm nonchalant openly
Goofy bitches a joke to me
If it's cold you wouldn't get a coat from me
I'm a little well known just locally
Soon people gon know me globally
I'm young wavy make her drive the boat for me
Let me talk my shit
Let me get in my bag
Turn up real quick
Fresh cut fresh fit
Show out real quick
Good vibes good weed
We ain't on no shit
Let me talk my shit
Let me get in my bag
Turn up real quick
Fresh cut fresh fit
Show out real quick
Good vibes good weed
We ain't on no shit
Young wavy bring the surf out
Had hoop dreams but the shit ain't work out
Ima be the one to have to get the word out
Pulling out the lot Ima do a burnout
Deep in that pussy seen her juices squirt out
My pops ain't shit wonder how I'll turn out
You lost ya bitch you better put a search out
They on my dick tell me my sperm count
Let me talk my shit
Let me get in my bag
Turn up real quick
Fresh cut fresh fit
Show out real quick
Good vibes good weed
We ain't on no shit
Let me talk my shit
Let me get in my bag
Turn up real quick
Fresh cut fresh fit
Show out real quick
Good vibes good weed
We ain't on no shit
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Wavy
Let me talk my shit
Let me get in my bag
Turn up real quick
Fresh cut fresh fit
Show out real quick
Good vibes good weed
We ain't on no shit
Bright lights when I walk through, no shades on my eyes so red
She want me to poke her oh no no no baby gimme some head
Even though my stomach full, I'm still not trying see the fed
My chick pussy a pool got damn that shit be so wet
Drop bread and place a bet
I be with dice shooters they don't play chess
I just write music and give it my best
Wan talk bout her day, she wan talk bout my ex
I wan make a play, she wan lay on my chest
Dysfunctional like Jody and Evette
Baby boy like a ref with the tech
Will I feel joy before my last breath?
I cannot keep my mind off of death
I cannot keep my off of what?
That shit be so close to me
I can bag ya bitch like groceries
And I know she won't get over me
Even tho that bitch like a ghost to me
I love weed with strong potency
I'm wavy bitch like totally
My words hit deep like poetry
Will we last? hopefully
If I crash socially
It's because I'm nonchalant openly
Goofy bitches a joke to me
If it's cold you wouldn't get a coat from me
I'm a little well known just locally
Soon people gon know me globally
I'm young wavy make her drive the boat for me
Let me talk my shit
Let me get in my bag
Turn up real quick
Fresh cut fresh fit
Show out real quick
Good vibes good weed
We ain't on no shit
Let me talk my shit
Let me get in my bag
Turn up real quick
Fresh cut fresh fit
Show out real quick
Good vibes good weed
We ain't on no shit
Young wavy bring the surf out
Had hoop dreams but the shit ain't work out
Ima be the one to have to get the word out
Pulling out the lot Ima do a burnout
Deep in that pussy seen her juices squirt out
My pops ain't shit wonder how I'll turn out
You lost ya bitch you better put a search out
They on my dick tell me my sperm count
Let me talk my shit
Let me get in my bag
Turn up real quick
Fresh cut fresh fit
Show out real quick
Good vibes good weed
We ain't on no shit
Let me talk my shit
Let me get in my bag
Turn up real quick
Fresh cut fresh fit
Show out real quick
Good vibes good weed
We ain't on no shit
Credits
Writer(s): Reginald Mcneil
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