Made It Through

Lyrics

[Intro] (Welcome to Get a Bag Records) What you made it through? Got through TSA, I made it through Why you worried 'bout my pape' and I ain't make the pape' with you? (SK808, nigga) I'm wearing two 41s 'cause the weather eighty-two (Lucci, how you feel? Yeah) Fuck these niggas, I'd rather be richer than relatable (Lucci, how you feel?) [Verse 1] Another bezel for the Rollie cost a brick of food (Check me out) Your bitch come over, l'ma greet her in my swimming shoes You work the spot, I run the spot, we shootin' different moves (Wе different) Hit that boy upside his hеad 'cause he got this shit confused (He was playin') Pay for any bitch, I don't play in niggas clubs Nigga, I just hit the eight, a count of eighties strip in dubs See your daddy raised a bitch, l'ma pray for nigga son Shoulda took some extra trips, that's what I take from niggas run (That's all I get) Might can take what niggas say, it ain't no faith in what these niggas did (Nothin') I'm so faithful to my K, I take this bitch from crib to crib (Come on) Still control my own trap, lil' nigga coppin' big (Phew) My nigga, if them phones tapped, them people know I'm not no kid (They know I'm loaded) Treat the workers so good, our customers they like (They like) Know I'm off this bitch today, still I'm fuckin' her tonight (Tonight) This bitch fuckin' me so good, it's damn near fuckin' up my life I ain't gotta charge this phone for years, bet it never die (Boy) Bag Life [Chorus] What you made it through? Got through TSA, I made it through (I made it through) Why you worried 'bout my pape' and I ain't make the pape' with you? (I ain't make the pape' with you) I'm wearin' two 41s 'cause the weather eighty-two (I'm feelin' good) Fuck these niggas, I'd rather be richer than relatable (Bitch) What you made it through? (What you made it through?) Got through TSA, I made it through (I made it through) Why you worried 'bout my pape' and I ain't make the pape' with you? (I ain't make the pape' with you, I ain't make the pape' with you) I'm wearin' two 41s 'cause the weather eighty-two (I'm wearin' two 41s) Fuck these niggas, I'd rather be richer than relatable (Phew) [Verse 2] New body on the Wagen, this bitch cost a million P's (Of bags) New charm, fully banged, this shit that lil' nigga deal Got a maid, I don't vacuum, nigga, just vacuum seal Get a pint and pound, I show love, that's a package deal (I'm fuck with you) Mr. Scrape the Pot, so many opps, think we can take the cops (We can take 'em) Move your mama, I don't wanna keep shootin' up that lady house (Mrs. Raw) Play or not, l'ma pull a classic when this acre crop (Hold on) Rollie dancin' like a lazy eye, I'm in my Mercedes drop (Hello) Ever since my dope head grew them legs, I seen my phone jump I only go to Turks some months I feel I had a long month I don't give a fuck about no nigga in this long run (I don't give a fuck) I been touchin' bass so long, these junkies call me home run (Let's get it) [Chorus] What you made it through? Got through TSA, I made it through (What you made it through? 'Cause I made it through) Why you worried 'bout my pape' and I ain't make the pape' with you? (I don't relate to you) I'm wearin' two 41s 'cause the weather eighty-two (It's two watches today) Fuck these niggas, I'd rather be richer than relatable (I'd rather be) What you made it through? Got through TSA, I made it through (Well, let me know somethin') Why you worried 'bout my pape' and I ain't make the pape' with you? (You know I got somethin' up) I'm wearin' two 41s 'cause the weather eighty-two (I know you ain't got nothin' on me) Fuck these niggas, I'd rather be richer than relatable (One play, one bust) [Outro] (Let's get a bag)