Getting Dem (Bags)
Bags, bags, bags, bags
Bags, bags, bags, bags
Getting them bags, getting them bags
Getting them bags, getting them bags
Getting them bags, getting them bags
Getting them bags, getting them bags
Getting them
Bags, bags, bags, bags
Bags, bags, bags, bags
Getting them bags, getting them bags
Getting them bags, getting them bags
Getting bags, getting bags
Bags, getting bags
Getting them bags
Been gone for a while
But it had these niggas
Out here biting my style
(Quit jocking my shit)
Guess I gotta quit taking these breaks
Cause these pussies
Really dropping they balls
Like I ain't the one paving the way
I'm the reason there's a way at all
Like I ain't the one changing the game
Started singing and then they all jocked, like
Just gotta get used to it
I am the truth with it, of course I'm the lead
They always taking the good shit from me
With no credit but know
I am top of the breed
But I can't be replicated, or duplicated
Cause I am a one-of-one
Yeah, I'm educated and I demonstrate it
And you demonstrate you are dumb so
Let's get it
You out of your mind
If you thought that I fucked with you
Nigga you're really a square
Our whips don't compare
I really am up on you
They steady be stunting on niggas
While I'm getting bags
The shit that they suppose to do
But they focused on other men
Tryna twin with they cars
Go in debt like a dummy do
Shit, but they can keep holding they dicks
And kiss ass while I'm out here
Running up bags
They joke and they laugh at the shit
But I joke and I'm laughing back at they bag
They making content with no backend
They should really gone and give up
Getting bags be they last plan, Plan Z
So how you gonna out plan me
Niggas fucking up the network
This ain't your wave niggas 4G
They ain't even ahead of their time
Nigga so behind now they looking on me
Niggas better go and handle your weight
Cause it ain't a game getting money
Bags, bags, bags, bags
Bags, bags, bags, bags
Getting them bags, getting them bags
Getting them bags, getting them bags
Getting bags, getting bags
Bags, getting bags
Getting them bags
Part 2 of me popping my shit
Your gang hella full of lames
Popping wheelies
How we popping your clique
Man your bitch out of her mind
She a dirty hoe out here popping her clit
I don't really understand the logic
Of being jealous of what don't make sense
Damn, that shit is confusing
Like how does the weather work?
Talking cap, said "the nigga don't miss"
But I saw his face up on an amber alert
These niggas be riding
They own homie dicks
I be seeing why all of them butt hurt
Seeing your face it is handsome
But fuck with me
It'll look good on your homie's shirt
So please don't contest me
I got them on call
Bitch I will rise in the spring
And I'll slumber the summer
Then come back for all in the fall
Never did fuck with your ways
These niggas is pissy and prissy
They really some fags
So I'll just be getting right straight
To the point in this life
And that's getting right straight
To the mother fucking bag
Bags, bags, bags, bags
Bags, bags, bags, bags
Getting them bags, getting them bags
Getting them bags, getting them bags
Getting bags, getting bags
Bags, getting bags
Getting them bags
Bags, bags, bags, bags
Getting them bags, getting them bags
Getting them bags, getting them bags
Getting them bags, getting them bags
Getting them bags, getting them bags
Getting them
Bags, bags, bags, bags
Bags, bags, bags, bags
Getting them bags, getting them bags
Getting them bags, getting them bags
Getting bags, getting bags
Bags, getting bags
Getting them bags
Been gone for a while
But it had these niggas
Out here biting my style
(Quit jocking my shit)
Guess I gotta quit taking these breaks
Cause these pussies
Really dropping they balls
Like I ain't the one paving the way
I'm the reason there's a way at all
Like I ain't the one changing the game
Started singing and then they all jocked, like
Just gotta get used to it
I am the truth with it, of course I'm the lead
They always taking the good shit from me
With no credit but know
I am top of the breed
But I can't be replicated, or duplicated
Cause I am a one-of-one
Yeah, I'm educated and I demonstrate it
And you demonstrate you are dumb so
Let's get it
You out of your mind
If you thought that I fucked with you
Nigga you're really a square
Our whips don't compare
I really am up on you
They steady be stunting on niggas
While I'm getting bags
The shit that they suppose to do
But they focused on other men
Tryna twin with they cars
Go in debt like a dummy do
Shit, but they can keep holding they dicks
And kiss ass while I'm out here
Running up bags
They joke and they laugh at the shit
But I joke and I'm laughing back at they bag
They making content with no backend
They should really gone and give up
Getting bags be they last plan, Plan Z
So how you gonna out plan me
Niggas fucking up the network
This ain't your wave niggas 4G
They ain't even ahead of their time
Nigga so behind now they looking on me
Niggas better go and handle your weight
Cause it ain't a game getting money
Bags, bags, bags, bags
Bags, bags, bags, bags
Getting them bags, getting them bags
Getting them bags, getting them bags
Getting bags, getting bags
Bags, getting bags
Getting them bags
Part 2 of me popping my shit
Your gang hella full of lames
Popping wheelies
How we popping your clique
Man your bitch out of her mind
She a dirty hoe out here popping her clit
I don't really understand the logic
Of being jealous of what don't make sense
Damn, that shit is confusing
Like how does the weather work?
Talking cap, said "the nigga don't miss"
But I saw his face up on an amber alert
These niggas be riding
They own homie dicks
I be seeing why all of them butt hurt
Seeing your face it is handsome
But fuck with me
It'll look good on your homie's shirt
So please don't contest me
I got them on call
Bitch I will rise in the spring
And I'll slumber the summer
Then come back for all in the fall
Never did fuck with your ways
These niggas is pissy and prissy
They really some fags
So I'll just be getting right straight
To the point in this life
And that's getting right straight
To the mother fucking bag
Bags, bags, bags, bags
Bags, bags, bags, bags
Getting them bags, getting them bags
Getting them bags, getting them bags
Getting bags, getting bags
Bags, getting bags
Getting them bags
Credits
Writer(s): Sabrina Fountain
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