Bag Talk
Big Jeeta Nigga
Tap on
Yeah I get to the bag I don't mean to brag
Turn up got this shit on full blast
A lot Change from the past
When I was broke down you niggas
Seem glad I turned up
Now I'm all in my bag
I hit the gas man I'm never last
We goin rounds like it's Everlast
I smoke by the pound it
Move very fast yeah yeah
Play after play each and every day
Yea I made a way I sat and I pray
For better days it came overnight
Color off white some of y'all bark
Is bigger than your bite I swam
With the sharks nigga all in the dark
Nigga came out that cave like
I'm Tony Stark nigga all it took was a spark
Nigga I had to play my part nigga
Move precise and real sharp
Nigga sharpshooter Bret Hart nigga
But I coach the game like I'm Mark nigga better yet Cuban gotcha bitch choose
She think I love her it's only an allusion
Sorry ma'am for the confusion
But don't put dirt on my name
I'm putting out flame like a fireman
Product of my environment
I stay burning gas like a scientist
With these wood- b alliances
Real Niggas know what time it is
Ballin hard for the scholarship and if you hating
I Could give a shit what do you drink
Don't make a nigga piss what you do
Don't make a nigga rich
Miss me with that silly shit
And light up that sticky shit
Ballin hard like a nigga
Fast money bruh like a crook
I stack that money up like a book
Now I'm balling out
Like Christian wood... would
Tap on
Yeah I get to the bag I don't mean to brag
Turn up got this shit on full blast
A lot Change from the past
When I was broke down you niggas
Seem glad I turned up
Now I'm all in my bag
I hit the gas man I'm never last
We goin rounds like it's Everlast
I smoke by the pound it
Move very fast yeah yeah
Play after play each and every day
Yea I made a way I sat and I pray
For better days it came overnight
Color off white some of y'all bark
Is bigger than your bite I swam
With the sharks nigga all in the dark
Nigga came out that cave like
I'm Tony Stark nigga all it took was a spark
Nigga I had to play my part nigga
Move precise and real sharp
Nigga sharpshooter Bret Hart nigga
But I coach the game like I'm Mark nigga better yet Cuban gotcha bitch choose
She think I love her it's only an allusion
Sorry ma'am for the confusion
But don't put dirt on my name
I'm putting out flame like a fireman
Product of my environment
I stay burning gas like a scientist
With these wood- b alliances
Real Niggas know what time it is
Ballin hard for the scholarship and if you hating
I Could give a shit what do you drink
Don't make a nigga piss what you do
Don't make a nigga rich
Miss me with that silly shit
And light up that sticky shit
Ballin hard like a nigga
Fast money bruh like a crook
I stack that money up like a book
Now I'm balling out
Like Christian wood... would
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Writer(s): Jon Garrett
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