Fries In Da Bag

Lyrics

[Intro] (remi bandxz) (9ensokyo spot is now!) [Chorus: remilia bandxz] Yeah, yeah I'm in the trap, getting the pack through you Put my fries in my bag, you don't got no racks, for real Label was mad at me just 'cause I ain't tryna sign the deal Boy, that is not yo' flag, aye Boy, you ain't on nothin' with that strap, aye Perkies that make me sad, yuh I'm finna take yo' packs I'm flooring, I can't sit (aye) No, I could never lack (yuh) I did it for the fam' (yuh) I did it all for the gang Yeah [Verse: remilia bandxz] Count it up, where was you at, bruh? Don't got no trust, ten bands swing the pole Blood in my cup, I'm having bloody cups And I'm finna pull yo' block, yo' mans getting rolled, yeah I do what I wanted and yo' block is hot, yeah I be countin' them commas, Flan she gon' pull up, yeah .223s don't start it, say yo' ass a fraud, yeah Say hi to thе Yamanba, I'm gon' get you gone [Verse: suwakonem/suwako juggin] I did it all for the bros, in thе 9 selling out shows I got Celine on my hat, Ricky all up on my toes If a nigga try to run up, i got a Glock, I'ma send his ass home Say that you was on our block, nigga put that on your moms You gon' rat up in that room, nigga, you a Uncle Tom Yeah, jugg a broke nigga, hold on You ain't on shit, remi got ruler clips We make a move then dip, we make a move then dip [Chorus: remilia bandxz] Yeah, yeah I'm in the trap, getting the pack through you Put my fries in my bag, you don't got no racks, for real Label was mad at me just 'cause I ain't tryna sign the deal Boy, that is not yo' flag, aye Boy, you ain't on nothin' with that strap, aye Perkies that make me sad, yuh I'm finna take yo' packs I'm flooring, I can't sit (aye) No, I could never lack (yuh) I did it for the fam' (yuh) I did it all for the gang Yeah [Outro] (9ensokyo) (*glass shattering*) (*police siren*) (*radio chatter*)