In My Bag

I'm in my bag, in my bag, yeah
She can go in and grab, go on and grab, yeah
She can get what she wanna
Lunch trips to Barcelona, dinner in California, California

She wanna be wined and dined that's fine wit a nigga like me
I make them funds, I run 'em up, I spend 'em ignorantly
If I bought the world, you know I'd send it to you
But I got them bands so I'ma spend 'em on you

Lemme pull up show you how it's suppose to be done
You will never be my two, you will always be one
Huggin' you, kissin' you
Lovin' you, spoilin' you, fuckin' you

I'm in my bag, in my bag, yeah
She can go in and grab, go on and grab, yeah
She can get what she wanna
Lunch trips to Barcelona, dinner in California, California

She sweet as sugar, honey ice tea (Sweet as shit)
And I'm really tryna sip up on that daily (Tryin' to daily)
She say she never met a nigga like me
It's cause she used to niggas in the street
She changed her type, so it changed her life
Fuckin with them street niggas not gone be no be wife
They be like aye yo bitch, hold my guns and white
They be like aye yo bitch, take my bid for life

I know that's not the life that you wanted for yourself
Its bad for your pockets, and bad for your health
Tryna hold a nigga down while he in jail
Tryna hold a nigga down, it's puttin' you through Hell

I'm in my bag, in my bag yeah
She can go in and grab, go on and grab yeah
She can get what she wanna
Lunch trips to Barcelona, dinner in California, California