Bagman
Mm-mm
Mm-mm
Mm-mm
Mm
Hmm
Bae I know I kept you up all night, but I'm up gettin' this bread
I'm out here catchin' my heads, why you think I'm gettin' some head?
(Fuck you on bae?)
You think I'm out here chasin' these hoes, I'm really duckin' the feds
You'd rather have me run to the rackies, or sit around broke instead
Broke a pop off a piece, they be like, that's right
Bust through the door fuck her good, she be like, that's right
I been out here, road runnin' all night
Now, I'm finna beat that pussy up, to the sunlight
I'm leanin', smokin', dumpin' shh
Thinkin' bout the things we did
Thinkin' bout the shit you said
You crossed me out, I healed with meds
I just had got done catchin' Sarah, that's why I left you on read
Plus, I gotta keep watchin' Flow, he tryna fill shit up with lead
My lil' bro be scrapin' in that bowl, he gon' drop the flake
For Bre-Mac, I come & take uo soul, get yo ass baked
I'm speedin' fast, all these penitentiary chances that I take
I need that, like everyday my birthday, I'm gettin' to the cake
I'm the,
Bagmaaaaannnn
Racin' to them bands
If you call this 8-4-1, pull up with fye fast as I can
Oh, I'm a crammer, baby, I need you to understand
That I been tryna leave the streets baby
It won't let me,
It won't let me
Bae I know I kept you up all night, but I'm up gettin' this bread
I'm out here catchin' my heads, why you think I'm gettin' some head?
(Fuck you on bae?)
You think I'm out here chasin' these hoes, I'm really duckin' the feds
You'd rather have me run to the rackies, or sit around broke instead
Broke a pop off a piece, they be like, that's right
Bust through the door fuck her good, she be like, that's right
I been out here, road runnin' all night
Now, I'm finna beat that pussy up, to the sunlight
It's hard for me to escape my past
Dumpin' gas & A1 glass
For a hit, I pay with percs, not cash
Out here wit 2 Chopps & a shiesty mask
I been on a hell of a run, gettin' it done
I wonder how long this'll last
Tryna leave the streets when I try to break free
It just keep pullin' me back
Kno I'm runnin' through yo mind
Baby I kno I'm runnin' through yo mind
Yeah, the munyun all on my mind
I think about it all the time
& I would be right next to you, but I gotta keep up with these lines
You can't be me mad at the shit I'm on, you act like ballin' is a crime
I'm the Bagman,
Yeah, Im the Bagman,
I get them bags in,
I get them racks innnnn
This is goin' on, you wouldn't believe it
Girl, you like my drank, yeah, I need it
I need it, you got me fiendin' baby
Bae I know I kept you up all night, but I'm up gettin' this bread
I'm out here catchin' my heads, why you think I'm gettin' some head?
(Fuck you on bae?)
You think I'm out here chasin' these hoes, I'm really duckin' the feds
You'd rather have me run to the rackies, or sit around broke instead
Broke a pop off a piece, they be like, that's right
Bust through the door fuck her good, she be like, that's right
I been out here, road runnin' all night
Now, I'm finna beat that pussy up, to the sunlight
Mm-mm
Mm-mm
Mm
Hmm
Bae I know I kept you up all night, but I'm up gettin' this bread
I'm out here catchin' my heads, why you think I'm gettin' some head?
(Fuck you on bae?)
You think I'm out here chasin' these hoes, I'm really duckin' the feds
You'd rather have me run to the rackies, or sit around broke instead
Broke a pop off a piece, they be like, that's right
Bust through the door fuck her good, she be like, that's right
I been out here, road runnin' all night
Now, I'm finna beat that pussy up, to the sunlight
I'm leanin', smokin', dumpin' shh
Thinkin' bout the things we did
Thinkin' bout the shit you said
You crossed me out, I healed with meds
I just had got done catchin' Sarah, that's why I left you on read
Plus, I gotta keep watchin' Flow, he tryna fill shit up with lead
My lil' bro be scrapin' in that bowl, he gon' drop the flake
For Bre-Mac, I come & take uo soul, get yo ass baked
I'm speedin' fast, all these penitentiary chances that I take
I need that, like everyday my birthday, I'm gettin' to the cake
I'm the,
Bagmaaaaannnn
Racin' to them bands
If you call this 8-4-1, pull up with fye fast as I can
Oh, I'm a crammer, baby, I need you to understand
That I been tryna leave the streets baby
It won't let me,
It won't let me
Bae I know I kept you up all night, but I'm up gettin' this bread
I'm out here catchin' my heads, why you think I'm gettin' some head?
(Fuck you on bae?)
You think I'm out here chasin' these hoes, I'm really duckin' the feds
You'd rather have me run to the rackies, or sit around broke instead
Broke a pop off a piece, they be like, that's right
Bust through the door fuck her good, she be like, that's right
I been out here, road runnin' all night
Now, I'm finna beat that pussy up, to the sunlight
It's hard for me to escape my past
Dumpin' gas & A1 glass
For a hit, I pay with percs, not cash
Out here wit 2 Chopps & a shiesty mask
I been on a hell of a run, gettin' it done
I wonder how long this'll last
Tryna leave the streets when I try to break free
It just keep pullin' me back
Kno I'm runnin' through yo mind
Baby I kno I'm runnin' through yo mind
Yeah, the munyun all on my mind
I think about it all the time
& I would be right next to you, but I gotta keep up with these lines
You can't be me mad at the shit I'm on, you act like ballin' is a crime
I'm the Bagman,
Yeah, Im the Bagman,
I get them bags in,
I get them racks innnnn
This is goin' on, you wouldn't believe it
Girl, you like my drank, yeah, I need it
I need it, you got me fiendin' baby
Bae I know I kept you up all night, but I'm up gettin' this bread
I'm out here catchin' my heads, why you think I'm gettin' some head?
(Fuck you on bae?)
You think I'm out here chasin' these hoes, I'm really duckin' the feds
You'd rather have me run to the rackies, or sit around broke instead
Broke a pop off a piece, they be like, that's right
Bust through the door fuck her good, she be like, that's right
I been out here, road runnin' all night
Now, I'm finna beat that pussy up, to the sunlight
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Writer(s): Malik Mayfield
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