That Bag
I remember sittin on my ass
Letting time pass, smokin on some shitty gas
Then I told myself I had to get that fucking bag
Ever since that day I swear there was no turning back
My brothers and I really get to fucking up a sack
If you don't believe me you can check the fucking tag
In the spaceship zoomin know we always movin fast
If the police turn they lights on they got do the dash
Windows tinted cause we burning up designer gas
Shawty at the bank was confused
When I pulled up with seven thousand dollars cash in blues
She looked me in the faced and asked me, "kid what is it you do"?
I said it isn't what you think I just been up in the stu
Busy singing and rapping about the shit I been through
I bet you couldn't walk a mile if you tried in my shoes
Looking for a bitch to spoil with some new Jimmy Choo
And if I find a witch I'll let her cast a spell on me too
I remember sittin on my ass
Letting time pass, smokin on some shitty gas
Then I told myself I had to get that fucking bag
Ever since that day I swear there was no turning back
My brothers and I really get to fucking up a sack
If you don't believe me you can check the fucking tag
In the spaceship zoomin know we always movin fast
If the police turn they lights on they got do the dash
Windows tinted cause we burning up designer gas
Letting time pass, smokin on some shitty gas
Then I told myself I had to get that fucking bag
Ever since that day I swear there was no turning back
My brothers and I really get to fucking up a sack
If you don't believe me you can check the fucking tag
In the spaceship zoomin know we always movin fast
If the police turn they lights on they got do the dash
Windows tinted cause we burning up designer gas
Shawty at the bank was confused
When I pulled up with seven thousand dollars cash in blues
She looked me in the faced and asked me, "kid what is it you do"?
I said it isn't what you think I just been up in the stu
Busy singing and rapping about the shit I been through
I bet you couldn't walk a mile if you tried in my shoes
Looking for a bitch to spoil with some new Jimmy Choo
And if I find a witch I'll let her cast a spell on me too
I remember sittin on my ass
Letting time pass, smokin on some shitty gas
Then I told myself I had to get that fucking bag
Ever since that day I swear there was no turning back
My brothers and I really get to fucking up a sack
If you don't believe me you can check the fucking tag
In the spaceship zoomin know we always movin fast
If the police turn they lights on they got do the dash
Windows tinted cause we burning up designer gas
Credits
Writer(s): Alejandro Prieto
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