Get Me a Bag
I gotta
Get me a bag
I gotta
Get me a bag
The chrome fo fo
Go snagg
Hit a nigga
Knock a nigga
On his ass
I gotta
Get me a bag
I gotta
Get me a bag
Bitches call me
C-mon
But itz dash
I'm bout to spread
Like a yeast
In na rash
I gotta
Get me a bag
I gotta
Get me a bag
Yfl n
The drill
Go blast
We hit the ave
Get a whole
Lotta cash
I gotta
Get me a bag
I gotta
Get me a bag
Rest in peace
Too my niggas
That past
Lilo
Haters mouth drop
Scream mask
Drill
1 Phone Call
Itz a drop on em
Heard he
Cleaning up
The stains
Wit the mop on em
Cent flipping
N ta change
Got the gwop on em
Powder sniffing
Cocaine
Got the wop on em
Ha'
Neva missin out
Im ma catch mines
On na block
Young
Or the frontline
All
My real niggaz
Really done time
The boy C back
Fo whats mines
Whoo
I dont know
What you been on
I'm smelling you
Niggas cologne
These niggas so broke
Need a loan
I remember those days
Now im onnn
Moving real bricks
Wit a quiet team
On na late night
While you quarantine
A nigga
Try na blow
Like oil sheen
Haters intervene
Like a cutscene
I do not
Fuck wit you niggas
Nope
I do not
Fuck wit you bitches
A real hough
Nigga
From da trenches
Thats 36 bowls
In em dishes
Ha
Get me a bag
I gotta
Get me a bag
The chrome fo fo
Go snagg
Hit a nigga
Knock a nigga
On his ass
I gotta
Get me a bag
I gotta
Get me a bag
Bitches call me
C-mon
But itz dash
I'm bout to spread
Like a yeast
In na rash
I gotta
Get me a bag
I gotta
Get me a bag
Yfl n
The drill
Go blast
We hit the ave
Get a whole
Lotta cash
I gotta
Get me a bag
I gotta
Get me a bag
Rest in peace
Too my niggas
That past
Lilo
Haters mouth drop
Scream mask
Drill
1 Phone Call
Itz a drop on em
Heard he
Cleaning up
The stains
Wit the mop on em
Cent flipping
N ta change
Got the gwop on em
Powder sniffing
Cocaine
Got the wop on em
Ha'
Neva missin out
Im ma catch mines
On na block
Young
Or the frontline
All
My real niggaz
Really done time
The boy C back
Fo whats mines
Whoo
I dont know
What you been on
I'm smelling you
Niggas cologne
These niggas so broke
Need a loan
I remember those days
Now im onnn
Moving real bricks
Wit a quiet team
On na late night
While you quarantine
A nigga
Try na blow
Like oil sheen
Haters intervene
Like a cutscene
I do not
Fuck wit you niggas
Nope
I do not
Fuck wit you bitches
A real hough
Nigga
From da trenches
Thats 36 bowls
In em dishes
Ha
Credits
Writer(s): Ramon Mcrae
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