Get a Bag (feat. MMA Nell & Bankboy Jt)

Yeah, nigga, MMA shit, bitch
Run it up and get a bag, you get caught, just never snitch
She wanna fuck me cause my bands gang, I tell her I ain't Biggs
Run it up and get a bag, you get caught, just never snitch

She wanna fuck me cause my bands gang, I tell her I ain't Biggs
Teachher mad cause the hoes keep on looking at my wrist
I know a nigga who would beat his bitch ass, she bang this
Prada off amiri n Dior, can't wear the same shit

They like, Ron, this, Ron, that, but they can't say I came, bitch, niggas
Talking all that street shit, but whole time they came snitch
Feds, get me in that room, I swear to God Im never saying shit
I swear to God, this my lifestyle

He talking tough, I got some shit to make him pipe down
Bitch used to hoe when I was broke, she want the pipe now
Lil' kutty tripping off the wok, bro, put the pint down
Brody out the window with extendo like
Bro let me out

We can't do no homi in the rental, we gon' walk him down
Last opp got hit up in his, he can't pronounce his nouns
Niggas always asking for some loans, but be talking down
Man, run it up and get a bag

You get caught, just never snitch
She wanna fuck me cause my bands gang, I tell her I ain't biggs
Teacher mad cause the hoes keep on looking at my wrist
I know a nigga who would beat his bitch ass, she bang this

Been down the road, so I don't really got time for a bitch, go take a risk
That's all a nigga know, that's what I did
If you see me by myself, I'm probably riding with a stick
If she don't answer the phone, I'm probably fucking on your bitch

If I want you dead, I can have my brother take that hit
Two cups of the red, I gotta use the wok to chase the licks
I think I'm feeling sick, I might roll a nigga in a hemp
He try to fuck with us, you can't find that boy, he don't exist

For real, I walk around really thinking I'm out my shits
Mind gone, paranoid, my blow a nigga out his kicks
The city know I'm good, they know I'm heavy on the bricks
They know I'm heavy on the whoop, so if you move, you getting split

I be always cleaning shit, but my pop polluted
I got too many hoes around my cup, I don't know who I'm choosing
And I got a bitch toating ar cause she don't wanna lose me
Lights on, camera action, it's time to shoot a movie

run it up and get a bag

You get caught, just never snitch
She wanna fuck me cause my bands gang, I tell her I ain't biggs
Teacher mad cause the hoes keep on looking at my wrist
I know a nigga who would beat his bitch ass, she bang this

When you from the D, it's hard to live right
When you see OG's come up off that pill, life
I tried a nine to five, but it don't feel right
My dukes preach about jail, but I'd rather do life

Just so she can live nice
Niggas wanna kill you when you up, they even kill Christ
I need that fast money, fast car and that real ice
Got that lil' bag, I ain't go lie, that shit real light

If it ain't about money, I don't think I really feel like it
These niggas all cap, I can't believe yall niggas still buy it
If you live by the code, one day you gon' get killed by it
All this bullshit happen, I'm just asking, is it real, God

I can't lie, if I was paralyzed, nigga, I'd still slide
Fuck you with expect, where I'm from, we had a lil' guidance
Fuck you with spec, where I'm from, we had a lil' guidance
Come on, I got it, bro

I come up some bars