warwmyself

Cullen, Cullen
I'm in my bag I cop me one
I walk you down I don't gotta run
Stay by myself I get it done
And this life shit so sweet like a honey bun
Let's talk about racks got a hunnit won
I'm D Book with this rap shit I make you son
Come work with us you gone get you some
I'm making a day what you get a month

I know what I'm getting
I got what I want
Don't go tell everyone
Come and say if it's smoke
Better hope that you don't
Like a blunt bitch I'm dope
I'm at war with myself
'Cause I know what I know
Grammy or not change the game as a whole
I got ice in my veins if you trade up I'm cold
Two sides of the world I stay with my pole
Y'all niggas old
Y'all niggas mold
Young niggas bold
Better hope they don't fold
My drip is deadly I rain up the desert
I got your back it ain't never a question
If I don't know nothing I'ma teach you a lesson
Only my days ones can sit in a session
If I take yo' bitch you know that's interception
I'ma finesser, takeover, I'm Messi
You ain't gotta like me but don't disrespect me
Everything gucci, I'm drip, I'm dressing
When I achoo they say I'ma blessing
This what I do, I just grind, I ain't resting

I'm in my bag I cop me one
I walk you down I don't gotta run
Stay by myself I get it done
And this life shit so sweet like a honey bun
Let's talk about racks got a hunnit won
I'm D Book with this rap shit I make you son
Come work with us you gone get you some
I'm making a day what you get a month

I'm in my bag
Yeah I'm in my bag yeah
Yeah I'm in my bag yeah
Yeah I'm in my bag
Yeah I'm in my bag yeah
Yeah I'm in my bag yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Jeremiah Holmes
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