Bag Now

Bars on bars on bars you feel me
Aye
Let me talk my shit real quick

(Chill Threezy)
KG in the building
Aye Aye Aye Aye

Was flexin my momma made money but now baby boy got to that bag now
Was rockin that echo for shoes now I walk through the room
And they echo my swag now
I turn into broly these goofies don't know me
They heard the kid sing but he rap now
They said they could hold me, you see where the pole be
I promise you I get you packed out
Was flexin my momma made money but now baby boy got to that bag now
Was rockin that echo for shoes now I walk through the room
And they echo my swag now
I turn into broly these goofies don't know me
They heard the kid sing but he rap now
They said they could hold me, you see where the pole be
I promise you I get you packed out

Oh you want that work come get it
Got the batch right out the kitchen
I told em to shut up and listen
I be the kid with the hit stick
Choppas on choppas on me bitch I'm cuttin it up you know this ain't no kitchen
Got Gucci and Prada on me but I ran out to Louis for something to sit in
If you got problems with me we could settle it out with some real competition
But if you gon run up on me hope you brought out that heat
cause my boys don't be missin
Ran it up ran it up shawty say she wanna fuck so I gave her the stamina
I swear that my life be a movie but there ain't not cuts and it's all in the camera
I got, the hands and the work, oh, now we talking bullets bitch I'm fluent in gun play
Told me, that she off a work, oh now we gettin crazy so she workin over no pay
I keep, my hands out the dirt, if we talkin bout that bag Mr. Clean with service
I put, yo team on a shirt, had the flowers for the family but the body still ain't found

Was flexin my momma made money but now baby boy got to that bag now
Was rockin that echo for shoes now I walk through the room
And they echo my swag now
I turn into broly these goofies don't know me
They heard the kid sing but he rap now
They said they could hold me, you see where the pole be
I promise you I get you packed out
Was flexin my momma made money but now baby boy got to that bag now
Was rockin that echo for shoes now
I walk through the room and they echo my swag now
I turn into broly these goofies don't know me
They heard the kid sing but he rap now
They said they could hold me, you see where the pole be
I promise you I get you packed out

I told you I was gon talk my shit
I tried to tell you



Credits
Writer(s): Corey King
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