Get To the Bag (feat. Rr Tone & Jmrackzz)

Working all day let's get to the bag
Broke ass niggas ain't got no tags
Damn near blacked out when i emptied this mag
Called his ass ricky 10 shots to his back

Damn

Me and my guys i swear we gon run it up
Get so high the police make fun of us
Get so rich buys moms a big bully truck

All of my niggas some dogs
Man i just feel like i'm vick
Imma perc popping real street nigga
When ya bitch hear my mixtape no skips
My guns get to sneezing acho they sick
No fumble the gang and yk that we lit
Don't pull up on us you get hit with the stick
Off the xan in japan man we really take trips
I go harder
Get her wetter than bottles of water
Take your girl to the crib and i slaughter
Then i might just put dick in ya daughter
Freestyle shit ain't no author
Ya sister a thot, ik that's not what y'all taught her
Imma bastard i did this shit wit no father
Keep hating on me we go farther and farther

Working all day let's get to the bag
Broke ass niggas ain't got no tags
Damn near blacked out when i emptied this mag
Called his ass ricky 10 shots to his back

Working all day let's get to the bag
Broke ass niggas ain't got no tags
Damn near blacked out when i emptied this mag
Called his ass ricky 10 shots to his back

Popped a perc got me feeling real sad
Came wit a stick and it came wit a mag
Fucking my money up got it right back
Coming in first ain't coming in last
I went to the mall and spent like a rack
These digits they coming they coming in fast
Trap till tomorrow got gas yea i'm fast
Pockets too full i feel like i'm fat
You niggas is pussy you'll get yo ass wacked
This choppa go boom the sound of a mac
I'm drinking this lean i'm feeling relaxed
CB in the cut he toting a strap
I'm selling the weed i'm flipping the pack
I told her to leave she ain't coming back
I'm smoking the weed ain't smoking the smack
The jeans that i wear they cost like a rack



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Writer(s): Tony Johnson
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