I’m The Guy

Lyrics

[Intro] (Welcome to Get A Bag Records) I'm the guy who fly them in, bump it to me, tie you in It's all right, we already had the shake back, nigga, try again Made some paper, it's a perfect day to play, I ride the Benz Niggas play, I ride with FN, once you pay, I'm 'bout to send [Verse] I be leavin' bricks around, I be leavin' pistols out (Oh) I be counting bands with these hoes 'fore I dick them down (They liek that) Oh, I used to hitch the home, you do under fifty-five (Drive) I can take you right past Cеdar Point and get us fifty thou' If I get indicted, ain't no bond, I'm a flight risk Gеt a rise out of buyin' bad bitches nice shit. (That's my life) Keep it on me and you check the stash, it's a pipe there Down the way, if they don't got no snow, I'm sellin' ice here (That pure what?) Used to double, now I know the song so I can triple with it He ain't die, we cripple niggas, spinnin' at the 'spittle with him Straight for a hustle, I ain't dealin' in no tricky business You ain't spend enough of me to move, boy, come and get them bitches He ain't throw a rock, nigga, quit sayin' you don't rock with us Threw his hands up, lookin' dumb as hell, popped him up (Baow) French fry combination meal, chicken box him up (He go) Niggas set a play on Argo, have to call an audible (Switch it up) Hit a bitch on camera just to listen to the audio Get out on the mission 'cause I miss hearin' that carbon blow Niggas get on Instagram and get to writin' articles (Like hoes) Beefin' like the baddies, all I see is bitches arguin' Attachments, we got gadgets, we can see a nigga poppin' up Blow my mind how these niggas broke as hell and popular (It fuck me up) Some nights it be crazy, I throw singles in my tub All these singles from my fans, I got more singles than the club (Nigga) Call Maxine, livin' single in your hood (I'm posted) I'll up some shit right now that not a single nigga could (Dog shit) It's so slimy where I'm from, ain't no friends through that bitch I ain't trippin', fuck some niggas, I made bands over here Niggas life ain't even worth twenty grams off the brick I ain't ashy, bitch, I'm really havin' hands in this shit First time in the McLaren, had to learn to grip the wheel Super freak, she like to eat me up, be firm and grip her head (Grip her head) Platinum wrist, I'm stackin' chips, putting chips on niggas plan You can't fuck with me for real, that shit be all in niggas heads (That's all in your imagination) It cost a quarter ticket just for me to turn the album in Smellin' like Staheli, feelin' crazy at a rap event (Damn) I don't give a fuck if Stevie Wonder here, it's strap in here Nigga lame, I'll probably leave the states before I rap with him He ain't even sellin' dope for real, he so inaccurate Look, my kid immaculate, I got a sale right after this (Bag life) [Chorus] I'm the guy who fly them in, bump it to me, tie you in It's all right, we already had the shake back, nigga, try again Make some paper, it's a perfect day to play, I ride the Benz Niggas play, I ride with FN, once you pay, I'm 'bout to send (They on the way) I'm the guy who fly them in, bump it to me, tie you in (On God) It's all right, we already had the shake back, nigga, try again Make some paper, it's a perfect day to play, I ride the Benz (Ride the Benz) Niggas play, I ride with FN (Ride with FN), once you pay, I'm 'bout to send (I'm 'bout to send) [Outro] (Let's get a bag)