Hella
Watch the way that I'ma get to that bag
Watch the way that I'ma get to that sack
Watch the way that I'ma get to that bag
I spent it then I made it back
Watch the way that I'ma get to that bag
Watch the way that I'ma get to that sack
Why they gon' doubt me, bitch I'm him
Okay, yeah
Get my name out of your mouth like a Zyn
I'm in the club, you ain't in
Okay, yeah
Even if I don't know how I'ma win
Counting this cash, by my bed
Okay, yeah
Counting this cash, by the stack
She wanna eat, at Red Lobster
Okay, yeah
She the whole meal, and a snack
That's Dre
Cause I'm really getting all of this money so why they gon' hate on me
You was sleeping back when I was bummy, now they all late on me
Yeah, can't kick it with a lame, I can't give em' free game
Feel like SZA, got big boy diamonds, I'm making em' sing
Hella hoes, hella hoes
And I'm counting hella O's, hella O's
I gave em' their daily dose, daily dose
Got bread coming by the load, now she touching her toes, huh
Heard they fucking with my flows, yeah that shit for sure, yeah that shit for sure
Yeah that shit for sure
All of the shit that he say in his songs, you know that shit is for show
Shit is for show
Watch out who calling you bro, lil homie, watch out who calling you bro
Watch out who be calling you bro
I don't take L's, I'm gon' take lessons cause how else am I 'posed to grow
Damn, really thought he had potential, why the hell he had to snooze
This year I'm lit as hell, next year you know I'ma light the fuse
Spent 3K on some shoes, now lil shorty wanna be my muse
1942 when we booze, yeah, how could I lose
One thing you gotta know bout me, I ain't goin out sad
One thing you gotta know bout me, my face in the mags
I ain't hit bro back in my DM's for a week, my bad
My bad
I've been in my bag, yeah, I've been in my
Cause I'm really getting all of this money so why they gon' hate on me
You was sleeping back when I was bummy, now they all late on me
Yeah, can't kick it with a lame, I can't give em' free game
Feel like SZA, got big boy diamonds, I'm making em' sing
I'm making all of em bitches go sing
Hella hoes, hella hoes
I'm getting hoes cause I'm up, what you think
And I'm counting hella O's, hella O's
I gave em their daily dose, daily dose
Bread coming in by the
Got bread coming by the load, now she touching her toes
Brand new vibes, coming into my life
They say I, won't make it far grabbing that mic
Uh uh
If you know me, then you know that I'm straight regardless, I can't pay no mind
I wouldn't pay no attention if I was a billionaire a billion times
I be with some steppers they be fucking lemon pepper steppin
I heard they was hating but just look at all of the haters in question
Yeah that leave me with a question
The fuck are y'all doing
Get off your ass, and go get some cash
Then that four that you like might smash
For sure
Nowadays when I look in the mirror, I see a winner
Used to see a bitch, yeah used to see a lame
But if you were to tell him that, he would be bitter
Yeah I killed that boy light his ass with the chopper
Then I shed my skin like a damn anaconda
I'm making it happen for me and my partners
I don't really think there's a lot that can stop us
Watch the way that I'ma get to that bag
Watch the way that I'ma get to that sack
Watch the way that I'ma get to that bag
I spent it then I made it back
Watch the way that I'ma get to that bag
Watch the way that I'ma get to that sack
Watch the way that I'ma get to that sack
Watch the way that I'ma get to that bag
I spent it then I made it back
Watch the way that I'ma get to that bag
Watch the way that I'ma get to that sack
Why they gon' doubt me, bitch I'm him
Okay, yeah
Get my name out of your mouth like a Zyn
I'm in the club, you ain't in
Okay, yeah
Even if I don't know how I'ma win
Counting this cash, by my bed
Okay, yeah
Counting this cash, by the stack
She wanna eat, at Red Lobster
Okay, yeah
She the whole meal, and a snack
That's Dre
Cause I'm really getting all of this money so why they gon' hate on me
You was sleeping back when I was bummy, now they all late on me
Yeah, can't kick it with a lame, I can't give em' free game
Feel like SZA, got big boy diamonds, I'm making em' sing
Hella hoes, hella hoes
And I'm counting hella O's, hella O's
I gave em' their daily dose, daily dose
Got bread coming by the load, now she touching her toes, huh
Heard they fucking with my flows, yeah that shit for sure, yeah that shit for sure
Yeah that shit for sure
All of the shit that he say in his songs, you know that shit is for show
Shit is for show
Watch out who calling you bro, lil homie, watch out who calling you bro
Watch out who be calling you bro
I don't take L's, I'm gon' take lessons cause how else am I 'posed to grow
Damn, really thought he had potential, why the hell he had to snooze
This year I'm lit as hell, next year you know I'ma light the fuse
Spent 3K on some shoes, now lil shorty wanna be my muse
1942 when we booze, yeah, how could I lose
One thing you gotta know bout me, I ain't goin out sad
One thing you gotta know bout me, my face in the mags
I ain't hit bro back in my DM's for a week, my bad
My bad
I've been in my bag, yeah, I've been in my
Cause I'm really getting all of this money so why they gon' hate on me
You was sleeping back when I was bummy, now they all late on me
Yeah, can't kick it with a lame, I can't give em' free game
Feel like SZA, got big boy diamonds, I'm making em' sing
I'm making all of em bitches go sing
Hella hoes, hella hoes
I'm getting hoes cause I'm up, what you think
And I'm counting hella O's, hella O's
I gave em their daily dose, daily dose
Bread coming in by the
Got bread coming by the load, now she touching her toes
Brand new vibes, coming into my life
They say I, won't make it far grabbing that mic
Uh uh
If you know me, then you know that I'm straight regardless, I can't pay no mind
I wouldn't pay no attention if I was a billionaire a billion times
I be with some steppers they be fucking lemon pepper steppin
I heard they was hating but just look at all of the haters in question
Yeah that leave me with a question
The fuck are y'all doing
Get off your ass, and go get some cash
Then that four that you like might smash
For sure
Nowadays when I look in the mirror, I see a winner
Used to see a bitch, yeah used to see a lame
But if you were to tell him that, he would be bitter
Yeah I killed that boy light his ass with the chopper
Then I shed my skin like a damn anaconda
I'm making it happen for me and my partners
I don't really think there's a lot that can stop us
Watch the way that I'ma get to that bag
Watch the way that I'ma get to that sack
Watch the way that I'ma get to that bag
I spent it then I made it back
Watch the way that I'ma get to that bag
Watch the way that I'ma get to that sack
Credits
Writer(s): Andre Gianfrocco
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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