Bag Up (feat. Ogtee)
Get yo bag up
If a nigga dissin on the gang better back up
Really outside, and my brodie got a blam tucked
All these niggas woofin on the net
You a fan huh
Get yo bag up
If a nigga dissin on the gang better back up
Really outside, and my brodie got a blam tucked
All these niggas woofin on the net
You a fan huh
Broke nigga
He ain't even got his bag right
Choppa get to lightin up a rat
Like a flash light
He ain't never outside
You ain't never shot a damn pipe
Why these niggas cappin in the booth
That's a bad sign
If they say they want beef
Then lets get it right
Catch a opp sayin that its smoke
Then its on sight
Really talkin my shit
But I'm really right
Top shooter
Got a nigga feelin john wick
Blue Strip Youngin's never fold
We on hot shit
Choppa clip long
We ain't never on no stock shit
Feelin like I'm Jordan in his prime
I do not miss
Top Dawg
Silly nigga you's a lil bitch
Stackin up them 20's and them uh
Get it real quick
If I'm down bad
Break a bitty for the blue strips
And if I go broke
Kickin doors with them blue tips
Get yo bag up
If a nigga dissin on the gang better back up
Really outside, and my brodie got a blam tucked
All these niggas woofin on the net
You a fan huh
Get yo bag up
If a nigga dissin on the gang better back up
Really outside, and my brodie got a blam tucked
All these niggas woofin on the net
You a fan huh
I'll do a nigga dirty in this black tee
This sprite was clean before but now it's dirty
Now it's dirty
I be up early, when the birds up
Palms gettin itchy cause today I'm gon make some money
Don't hate me, hate the man in the mirror
You just mad that you broke and we been stackin dough nigga
I been on my shit, you just wishin someone would hear ya
Give a fuck bout da clout
I'm trynna stack 100 figures
Bring it back to the block
Bought more chops
And new drops
Flip shops
Invest, cop a whole bunch of stocks
Lame niggas betray they own
Get ghost soon as they get on
Cap rap niggas y'all speak in GTA codes nigga
Really know shooters and I ain't talkin Tariq Owens nigga
Got that shhh for a fien, leave em stoned nigga
Got that ah ah ah, leave you solid nigga
AH AH AH
I just mind my bidness
Better get them cuffs off before she get you simpin
Better chill out bro
Bet I'm not goin brazy but I be in the kitchen
Had a 86 nigga he was doin too much switchin
Get the fuck outta here bruh
Can't handle the smoke
Don't try to grab the blunt then
Don't you do it
All these bitchin niggas doin
They need to buy some dresses
Quit that bitch and get to the bag
If a nigga dissin on the gang better back up
Really outside, and my brodie got a blam tucked
All these niggas woofin on the net
You a fan huh
Get yo bag up
If a nigga dissin on the gang better back up
Really outside, and my brodie got a blam tucked
All these niggas woofin on the net
You a fan huh
Broke nigga
He ain't even got his bag right
Choppa get to lightin up a rat
Like a flash light
He ain't never outside
You ain't never shot a damn pipe
Why these niggas cappin in the booth
That's a bad sign
If they say they want beef
Then lets get it right
Catch a opp sayin that its smoke
Then its on sight
Really talkin my shit
But I'm really right
Top shooter
Got a nigga feelin john wick
Blue Strip Youngin's never fold
We on hot shit
Choppa clip long
We ain't never on no stock shit
Feelin like I'm Jordan in his prime
I do not miss
Top Dawg
Silly nigga you's a lil bitch
Stackin up them 20's and them uh
Get it real quick
If I'm down bad
Break a bitty for the blue strips
And if I go broke
Kickin doors with them blue tips
Get yo bag up
If a nigga dissin on the gang better back up
Really outside, and my brodie got a blam tucked
All these niggas woofin on the net
You a fan huh
Get yo bag up
If a nigga dissin on the gang better back up
Really outside, and my brodie got a blam tucked
All these niggas woofin on the net
You a fan huh
I'll do a nigga dirty in this black tee
This sprite was clean before but now it's dirty
Now it's dirty
I be up early, when the birds up
Palms gettin itchy cause today I'm gon make some money
Don't hate me, hate the man in the mirror
You just mad that you broke and we been stackin dough nigga
I been on my shit, you just wishin someone would hear ya
Give a fuck bout da clout
I'm trynna stack 100 figures
Bring it back to the block
Bought more chops
And new drops
Flip shops
Invest, cop a whole bunch of stocks
Lame niggas betray they own
Get ghost soon as they get on
Cap rap niggas y'all speak in GTA codes nigga
Really know shooters and I ain't talkin Tariq Owens nigga
Got that shhh for a fien, leave em stoned nigga
Got that ah ah ah, leave you solid nigga
AH AH AH
I just mind my bidness
Better get them cuffs off before she get you simpin
Better chill out bro
Bet I'm not goin brazy but I be in the kitchen
Had a 86 nigga he was doin too much switchin
Get the fuck outta here bruh
Can't handle the smoke
Don't try to grab the blunt then
Don't you do it
All these bitchin niggas doin
They need to buy some dresses
Quit that bitch and get to the bag
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Writer(s): Paul Ayala
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