In My Bag

Big bussdowns on my neck
Nate up on the keys
Ca$h all about a fee

You dig

Mr get the bag

Pop the stash open, fuck it, pass me the glock
Time is money, so I went and bought this rolley clock
Flawless diamonds in my teeth, I flooded out my watch
I went and copped that new foreign, drove it off the lot
Separation is elevation, these suckaz hatin'
My mind racin', I get impatient, that's motivation
All this fake love around me got me contemplatin'
So if it ain't about no money, ain't no conversation
Top floor, bad whore, sweatsuit velour
I always count my money twice, pick them hunnids off the floor
Big loafs in my pocket, got bitches galore
Sent the bitch on a route, told her she goin' on a tour
I know the feds on the trace, tryna build another case
So I gotta keep that Jewish lawyer, money in the safe
Big face, Ben Frank, known to sip a lot of drank
Don't make me have to pull my rank
I be laughin' to the bank

Lately I been in my bag, we do what you won't do
Suckaz do what they can, real ones do what they want to
Lately I been in my bag, we do what you won't do
Suckaz do what they can, real ones do what they want to