Bag

Lyrics

[Verse 1] The thicker the women, the thicker the plot Thicker the plot, thicker the bag Meanin' I'm buyin', not leasin' no beamer I'm Brian O'Conner, I'm drivin' it fast They was just hating 'cause they in the way And I'm way up, I made it, them niggas is mad Innanet Baggins, I'm all in my bag Fuck on your hoe, I ain't holding her hand Just a little Maryland nigga smokin' out a cutie Boof was boofin', I don't give a damn I don't give a fuck, tell me why I would On the rosebar couch in my bag Bands and my denim, denim, denim, them Hands in my denim, she was tryna grab Reachin' for it all, she don't give a damn She was in her bag, Fendi and Celine Asked for a Birkin while she slurpin' in the front seat Of the four-door Jeep We living so wild like Nigel When she was on white like Keisha We was on road like tires When we gon' roll that weed up? I'm in my bag like reefer In my bag, might bag ya [Chorus] I'm really just running for money I'm lil' Flo Jo, chasin' a check I'm really gonna run up the money I'm Carl Lewis, really running the best Calm movin' through these hoovers, I maneuver With the bag, baby, never feelin' stressed Calm moving through these hoovers With the bag, baby, never feelin' stressed I'm really just running for money I'm lil' Flo Jo, chasin' a check I'm really gonna run up the money I'm Carl Lewis, really running the best Calm movin' through these hoovers, I maneuver With the bag, baby, never feelin' stressed Calm moving through these hoovers With the bag, baby, never feelin' stressed [Verse 2] Bigger the bag, bigger the beef Bigger the problem, bigger the blunt Never be one of them niggas that's all on the scene Broke at the end of the month Flo Jo kill moe, run it up Keep a clean hamme,r never let them touch Fits like temper tantrums Girl, come back that ass up All in the club, uh And bring all of your girl friends Girl, hopping up out of a pearl six Louis speed bag glued to her wrist, she was getting paid She ain't think a thing, but she was thinkin' slay Weave laid thicker than a snicker, babe Talking 'bout she don't come with no baggage All in her bag, I probably should bag her [Chorus] I'm really just running for money I'm lil' Flo Jo, chasin' a check I'm really gonna run up the money I'm Carl Lewis, really running the best Calm movin' through these hoovers, I maneuver With the bag, baby, never feelin' stressed Calm moving through these hoovers With the bag, baby, never feelin' stressed I'm really just running for money I'm lil' Flo Jo, chasin' a check I'm really gonna run up the money I'm Carl Lewis, really running the best Calm movin' through these hoovers, I maneuver With the bag, baby, never feelin' stressed Calm moving through these hoovers With the bag, baby, never feelin' stressed