My Bag

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Fuck chillin' (Fuck chillin'), bitch, I need millions Stack it to the ceiling, buy a couple big buildings Fuck hangin', how much money is we makin'? You ain't talkin' 'bout shit, get away from me, you fakin' Money first, image later, cop the work, get the paper Shiny shit, buy later, grind and make your bag greater Used to be a gram weigher when I copped ounces To move how I wanna move, I had to move mountains (Yeah) Niggas can't fuck with me, fuck they feelings, up the fee (Fuck 'em) I'm a walkin' brain, a talkin' motherfuckin' company Back and forth coppin', plug said he seen too much of me So he put his trust in me and quickly got to frontin' me I was nineteen then, mind on a clean Benz European whips, now it's mainly what I'm sittin' in Probably in some low shit while grindin' for some more shit I ain't got time for that broke shit [Chorus] I'm back in my bag (My bag) Bitch, I'm back in my bag (My bag) Yeah, I'm back in my bag, bitch, I'm back in my bag (My bag) Yeah, I'm back in my bag (My bag) Yeah, I'm back in my bag, bitch, I'm back in my bag (My bag) I'm back in my bag (My bag) Bitch, I'm back in my bag, yeah, I'm back in my bag (My bag) Bitch, I'm back in my bag (My bag) Bitch, I'm back in my— [Verse 2] If you can't match my speed, I gotta leave you behind If I'm growin' and you ain't, how we gon' see eye-to-eye? Sippin' Mai Tais with guys, I keep they eyes on the pies Oops, I meant prize, let me not fuck up my disguise (Oops) Movin' wise, crews in fives, got Colombian ties Move aside, we them guys, y'all can run back inside I'm a grinder, I'ma show you how to do this shit If she just help you lose money, nigga, lose that bitch I'm a fickle-ass nigga, don't confuse that shit We keep a stick or two around and we'll use that bitch (Bah) Sellin' raw, I used to see some fiends shoot that shit Some would roll it up in tickets then toot that shit (Damn) Lotta people just distractions, had to mute that quick Condo-attached garage with a coupe that fit Drop the top, do the dash (Yeah), doin' shows, movin' bags (Yeah) You ain't gotta ask when you see me, clearly [Chorus] I'm back in my bag (My bag) Bitch, I'm back in my bag (My bag) Yeah, I'm back in my bag, bitch, I'm back in my bag (My bag) Yeah, I'm back in my bag (My bag) Yeah, I'm back in my bag, bitch, I'm back in my bag (My bag) I'm back in my bag (My bag) Bitch, I'm back in my bag, yeah, I'm back in my bag (My bag) Bitch, I'm back in my bag (My bag) Bitch, I'm back in my— Yeah