Bag Up (Outro)

Its a wave
Its a wave
Its a wave
Its a wave
Aye turn me up
Aye turn me up
Aye turn me up
I just ran a couple bags up
Aye turn me up
I just ran a couple bags up
Aye I gotta get my
Aye I gotta get my bags up
Aye I gotta get my
Bags up
Bags up
Bags up

Fell asleep last night thinking about the guap
Got a couple bands peeking out my socks
Speeding in a coupe and it got no top
Niggas sneak dissing but he aint throwing
He ain't throwing shots
Real ones on my team ain't no facade
And I got a bad bitch suck me up a lot
And I tell the truth but sometimes I lie
And thats real shit
Real shit
Two bands on my new kicks
And I'm off the don and I'm too lit
Got a new bitch for every new bitch
Just look at my wrist
Oh I'm shining
Cartier shades when I look at my wrist
Its blinding
She too grimey
She too slimey
She too gone
I can't find her
I can't find her no



Credits
Writer(s): Jaylen Simons
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