In My Bag

I'm in my bag for sure, you already know
Me and the niggas, we're always on go
Pull up to the scene and we're letting it blow
Try to keep up, you bitches are slow
Not in my feels, that bitch is a hoe
Keep listening, hoe

When I'm rapping, I'm top-tier
All my life, I've had no fear
Where I come from, time is money
And my time is dear

Waiting all this time for me to come and see ya
Send me the addy and I'll pull up in my Beamer
When we linked, I knew that straight away that she was a creamer
Didn't know that she was also a screamer

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Cooking the pot, heat is what we brew
0832, yeah, that's where I grew
Me and the niggas, we grind in the stu
Me in the bag, that's two
Fuck with me, you know I'm the one
Don't play with me, you are my son
Turn this shit off, this nigga a bum
Haha, I care

On my way to the top, the pinnacle
Niggas just gonna stare
Hitting it from the back, you know I'm pulling her hair
All white Air Force ones, you know I had to get a pair
I like my girls thick-shaped, like a pear
Off White tee, you know I had to get a spare
I'm not your average nigga, I'm rare
Please do not compare

Fresh out the air, hit you in your shit
Have you boomed up like a flare
I know what's up, I'm fully aware
Playing my cards that's solitaire
Young, successful millionaire

What's his name
Freako
When she see me, she leak though
My boy with the stick, he lethal
Bitch, you are not my equal
I don't consider you the prequel
I'm just waiting for the sequel

I'm in my bag for sure you already know
Me and the niggas we're always on go
My bag, for sure
You already know



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Yak
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