Bags
Bags, I drop that shit than catch another one
Tags, I'm poppin she can't get enough of em,
Racks, I rack it up they cannot fuck with us
Shawty from the city gettin jiggy wanna
Bags, I drop that shit then catch another one
Tags, I'm popping she can't get enough of em,
Racks, I rack it up they cannot fuck with us
Shawty from the city getting jiggy wanna fuck with us
Bags, I drop that shit then catch another one
Tags, I'm popping she can't get enough of em,
Racks, I rack it up they cannot fuck with us
Shawty from the city getting jiggy wanna fuck with us
Shawty from the city gettin jiggy
Tell em come get wit me
She gon pop a perky get to workin better not catch no feelings
Cookie crunch up in my blunt I guess you say I'm baking cookies
Ain't gon cap no need to front if you ain't got it chase some money
Flashing, these diamonds dancing
Bro get that green light and he active always bout that action
My brodie fighting with a case because these pussy chattin
Just give a younging lil faith
You know I'll make it happen
Tryna kick up in a mansion
Dripped out latest fashion
That lavish shit
Never chatting if that pussy chatting
We past tensed it
Always typing on some digis go run up some damn digits
Always acting like you winning but don't see ya mans dripping
Had to minus a few they ain't see the vision prevail
My brodie said just stick to rhyming see that picture unveil
Stay on that timing, keep on grinding
Never know what's on they mind
Cuz one day they gon cut that line
So make sure you just chase those
Bags, I drop that shit then catch another one
Tags, I'm popping she can't get enough of em,
Racks, I rack it up they cannot fuck with us
Shawty from the city getting jiggy wanna fuck with us
Say she wanna fuck with me
Like glue she stuck on me
I cannot trust her and live comfortably
Don't need your company
My money coming in abundantly
Them bundles bundled b
Still ain't gon help the pain that's underneath
Got too much under me
Chasing hunneds that's no cap a youngin used to this dough
Always wondering where you at but you ain't never tip toes
Man I ain't barking over chats
Nah we don't ever disclose
Getting jumped like double Dutch if he wanna mention the bros
Chasing money never been no dummy
Greens over the honey
Keep it comin keep em commas thumbing
Hunneds over hunneds
Never running I ain't never running
Square up get my ones in
How you beefing me over a bitch that you ain't even fucking?
Tags, I'm poppin she can't get enough of em,
Racks, I rack it up they cannot fuck with us
Shawty from the city gettin jiggy wanna
Bags, I drop that shit then catch another one
Tags, I'm popping she can't get enough of em,
Racks, I rack it up they cannot fuck with us
Shawty from the city getting jiggy wanna fuck with us
Bags, I drop that shit then catch another one
Tags, I'm popping she can't get enough of em,
Racks, I rack it up they cannot fuck with us
Shawty from the city getting jiggy wanna fuck with us
Shawty from the city gettin jiggy
Tell em come get wit me
She gon pop a perky get to workin better not catch no feelings
Cookie crunch up in my blunt I guess you say I'm baking cookies
Ain't gon cap no need to front if you ain't got it chase some money
Flashing, these diamonds dancing
Bro get that green light and he active always bout that action
My brodie fighting with a case because these pussy chattin
Just give a younging lil faith
You know I'll make it happen
Tryna kick up in a mansion
Dripped out latest fashion
That lavish shit
Never chatting if that pussy chatting
We past tensed it
Always typing on some digis go run up some damn digits
Always acting like you winning but don't see ya mans dripping
Had to minus a few they ain't see the vision prevail
My brodie said just stick to rhyming see that picture unveil
Stay on that timing, keep on grinding
Never know what's on they mind
Cuz one day they gon cut that line
So make sure you just chase those
Bags, I drop that shit then catch another one
Tags, I'm popping she can't get enough of em,
Racks, I rack it up they cannot fuck with us
Shawty from the city getting jiggy wanna fuck with us
Say she wanna fuck with me
Like glue she stuck on me
I cannot trust her and live comfortably
Don't need your company
My money coming in abundantly
Them bundles bundled b
Still ain't gon help the pain that's underneath
Got too much under me
Chasing hunneds that's no cap a youngin used to this dough
Always wondering where you at but you ain't never tip toes
Man I ain't barking over chats
Nah we don't ever disclose
Getting jumped like double Dutch if he wanna mention the bros
Chasing money never been no dummy
Greens over the honey
Keep it comin keep em commas thumbing
Hunneds over hunneds
Never running I ain't never running
Square up get my ones in
How you beefing me over a bitch that you ain't even fucking?
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Writer(s): Nate Harris
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