Get a Bag
This how it is, and this how it ain't
This how I live, this life you can't
Push up in the whip, get racks to the bank,
I'm smoking on cookie, gelato, it stink
I'm deep in the water, I'm floating, you sink
You sipping on 'Tussin, I'm pouring up drank
I'm living for real, I ain't shooting no blank
Yeah that weed got me high
So I know it's some dank
Bass hit hard, and it's gone' blow the speakers
That bitch got bodies, that bitch is an eater
I ain't no snitch, I ain't no tweaker
Can't fuck with no cop, can't fuck with no bitch
Riding 'round town with a Glock and a stick
Got a baddie on my dick, I'm a run it up quick
Can't fuck with no dog, can't fuck with no snitch
I'm a snake in the grass, but I'm doing the cutting
That was your bitch, but I'm doing the fuckin'
That stick ate him up like he was a nugget
I'm focused on racks, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
Can't fuck with no school, I'm chasing these racks
You was a junkie, you smoking on crack
Whole lotta shit when I hop on the track
I'm a ship his ass, now he ain't getting no cash
How long can you go without getting
Yourself a bag
Bag
Got to get myself a bag
Ain't a magician but I got them tricks
I Ride for my brother like Morty and rick
Had to switch up from selling them bricks
Still ride with my tools, yea you could get fixed
Balling to hard like we play for the Knicks
You ain't even hard you just got you a bitch
Boy they be riding with two
Taught all y'all the game then get sent back school
Diamonds they black and my money all blue
Play with the crew come and find what we do
Big seventeen yea you know what we do
Blue beam on the fucking Glock
Like I'm Goku
Remote control the bitch like a Roku
Say you get beef but you soft like tofu
Getting to the money like I am supposed to
On that hot shit you get hit with the Ruger
Creeping where you sleeping
Call me Mr. Freddy Krueger
I apply the pressure like a cooker
Fucking up the Mavs hit the shot Devin booker
Come see what we doing
Bring my shorty she a hooker
Schedule me a time
Lemme see you lemme book ya
What you saying?
Say it louder now
Get the bag then I go once whoa
This how I live, this life you can't
Push up in the whip, get racks to the bank,
I'm smoking on cookie, gelato, it stink
I'm deep in the water, I'm floating, you sink
You sipping on 'Tussin, I'm pouring up drank
I'm living for real, I ain't shooting no blank
Yeah that weed got me high
So I know it's some dank
Bass hit hard, and it's gone' blow the speakers
That bitch got bodies, that bitch is an eater
I ain't no snitch, I ain't no tweaker
Can't fuck with no cop, can't fuck with no bitch
Riding 'round town with a Glock and a stick
Got a baddie on my dick, I'm a run it up quick
Can't fuck with no dog, can't fuck with no snitch
I'm a snake in the grass, but I'm doing the cutting
That was your bitch, but I'm doing the fuckin'
That stick ate him up like he was a nugget
I'm focused on racks, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
Can't fuck with no school, I'm chasing these racks
You was a junkie, you smoking on crack
Whole lotta shit when I hop on the track
I'm a ship his ass, now he ain't getting no cash
How long can you go without getting
Yourself a bag
Bag
Got to get myself a bag
Ain't a magician but I got them tricks
I Ride for my brother like Morty and rick
Had to switch up from selling them bricks
Still ride with my tools, yea you could get fixed
Balling to hard like we play for the Knicks
You ain't even hard you just got you a bitch
Boy they be riding with two
Taught all y'all the game then get sent back school
Diamonds they black and my money all blue
Play with the crew come and find what we do
Big seventeen yea you know what we do
Blue beam on the fucking Glock
Like I'm Goku
Remote control the bitch like a Roku
Say you get beef but you soft like tofu
Getting to the money like I am supposed to
On that hot shit you get hit with the Ruger
Creeping where you sleeping
Call me Mr. Freddy Krueger
I apply the pressure like a cooker
Fucking up the Mavs hit the shot Devin booker
Come see what we doing
Bring my shorty she a hooker
Schedule me a time
Lemme see you lemme book ya
What you saying?
Say it louder now
Get the bag then I go once whoa
Credits
Writer(s): Dominic Valentino
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