Big Bag (feat. Young Thug & Dolly White)

I like the jet speed off (uh)
I crave a million dollars (uh)
You ns looking sour (uh)
I piped up my (toddlers) (uh)
I blew out the tires (uh)
That Bugatti yeah it's too fast for me
Took off on a pill, who asked for me
She suck on that dick, gradually

I grew up im sayin baby
I don't no bout this bitch, she a fan baby
I don't fuck with this n, he ran baby
I don't fuck with his bitch, not a man baby
Got this drip on my wrist, she gon glance at it
I don't want that lil car if your man had it
Peanut butter the guts in the 911
AK47 with nuts, and you very scary
What's the optimistic, yeah I been bout the trenches
What's the option given
When your (born a) killer, I been serving babies
Fuck a babysitter I been nutting on her
Never ever kiss her
I just talk to god, not a fuckin pillar
I don't fuck with fraud, I'm a real young n
Shawty keep me hard
Because I'm having millions and I'm so determined, n

Big bag, big bag like a fat cat
I wanna know where the racks at
I, lotta dope where the latch at
Got a new four door with the hatch back
100 mill up, 100 racks in the knapsack
Big dog, big smoke finna ash that
She a barbie and she living up to all that
Big check got no match, now she all that

I remember I was really lonely
Now I got hunnids on me yes I'm splurging with it
Pushin up in a matte black Tahoe, yeah I'm having slimes in it
Turn a girl I'll never rush her I'll always have my time in it
Biscotti that be hotboxing, you can come and get high with me
Uh, nigga ever play we leave em dead (Uh)
30 shots hit him in the head (Rah rah)
Never hating I ain't never pressed (Uh)
You can pull a blick when you scared
They'll air it out you make the wrong turn
Told Gotit pass the hoe, it my turn
Everything I got n, hard earned
And I ain't been sleep in the early morning

Big bag, big bag like a fat cat
I wanna know where the racks at
I, lotta dope where the latch at
Got a new fogged up with the hatch back
100 mill up, 100 racks in the knapsack
Big dog, big smoke finna ash that
She a barbie and she living under all that
Bitch ain't got no match, now she all that
Big bag, big bag like a fat cat
I wanna know where the racks at
I, lotta dope where the latch at
Got a new fogged up with the hatch back
100 mill up, 100 racks in the knapsack
Big dog, big smoke finna ash that
She a barbie and she living under all that
Bitch ain't got no match, now she all that

Don't ever think that, you counting me out
I walk in with Jeffery, I'm cashing out
Don't waste your time my bag, it ain't out
Got a hunnid thou on my Rollie, watch out
Don't ever play with me, I'll air that shit out
I don't own this beat but I'm rocking it out
I'm running in circles, these bitches exhausted
Give me a minute, this shit gon accomplish
I want the money, make sure when you talking
I'm shooting my shot you would think I'm James Harden
Put some respect on my shit, Clear the way when I'm walking
The fuck is you sayin, I want all is my M's, No bargain
It's a slime party, you know that you welcome to party