In My Bag

Big racks, pockets fat, I can't give no fuck
Bad bitch with a fat ass she already tryna fuck
Bills blue that's how you know I'm goin' up
FN my weapon get your ass outta luck

I don't got no opps, I do my thing and then stay in my bag
He was talkin' down we threw his body in the trash
I been catching too much flights got too much jetlag
Made that boy embarrassed, made him hop right up out that scat

Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Okay, bitch, shake that ass soon as I walk in
She just tryna hit, ain't no talkin'
You got too much words up in your shit, and it's nonsense
Bad lil' bitch, she toxic
Bitch, I'm in that 300, pushing 300
I might just go play with the thunders, cause I play with the thunder
Bitch wanna shake that ass, play with the bunda
He tryna play on the name, I put his ass under
Everything on me, just like a bagel
Shit finna play out, just like the fable
I got the gang with me, just like a stable
You hating on me, you must be disabled
Got the racks on me, just like Lil Baby
200 in that Mercedes
Y'all fake, too phony
Fuck all my opponents

Big racks, pockets fat, I can't give no fuck
Bad bitch with a fat ass she already tryna fuck
Bills blue, that's how you know I'm goin' up
FN my weapon get your ass outta luck



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