Bag 4 Us

Lyrics

[Verse 1: RicoBaby] Bitches they popping out, they got the bag for us We was cashing out when they ain't even know us Tell the baddies that we here, bet they know us We done threw the bag so many times, I feel like [?] You know I'm [?] gang, all these bitches wanna blow us Tell them clear the space, I don't wanna hear no hold up My 30's, they go crazy, and security can't control us Oh that's your bitch? She gave me head, I don't know her Come get your bitch off my dick, I don't know her Stop pillow talking to these hoes, she telling what you told her I can never trust a bitch, since a baby in a stroller And these bitches is for everyone, don't think that you own her If she gon' jump ship, when you not lit If she gon' fuck with the next nigga that's lit Better focus on the bag, that's it Why you focused on these bitches? That ain't it Gotta focus on yourself, and get a bag I remember I was down bad I ain't even need nobody help, so I got up off my ass Gotta watch my own back, but I ain't thinking 'bout the past Where the fuck was you when I was really in them trentches? I was moving work from the after park bentches Now I'm out in L.A., and I'm balling like the Clippers I was on that block, I feel like Jordan vs 6ers Remember when you [?] picture I thought you was my day one, you changed up, my nigga [Verse 2: Jay Critch] I was on my grind, and you gave up, my nigga You get left behind, I'm like stay up, my nigga I got money on my mind, I can't sleep, so I stay up My nigga, me and Mills in the crib pouring Ace up, my nigga Double cup that lean, tryna stay off that liquor Remember when I took a gamble, and I aced up Now I'm in the club, popping bottles of that Ace with my niggas I just made another bag like it's a lay up Shorty bad, pull up Louis bag, different flavors Once we had the sex, I had to go and get the paper Worry 'bout these hoes, better focus on your check, nigga I don't wanna FaceTime, I don't wanna text When you was out of town, she was fucking on that next nigga Gotta play it cool with the vibes, you can't stress, bitches Shorty let me hit it from behind, say I'm stretching it And you know them tricks lines, [?] put some stretch in it Remember when I only had a dime, I was stretching it Then I got that Roley for the time, I invested I'ma drop a bag to the slimes, that's investing And when they go slide, they gon' knock you off the check list Wrap them up like presents, remember I was feeling like a pezint Now I need a bag when I pull up for my presents