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See I got way more bags than I got friends Way more bags, I got way more bags I got way more bags than I got friends Way more bags, I got way more bags I got way more bags than I got friends Way more bags, I got way more bags I got way more bags than I got friends Way more bags, I got way more bags Bring Dem bags in (I gotta go and get that bag) Used to be trapping by that trash can (Trap trap trap trap trap) Dem folks used to call me street rat Got me feeling like Aladdin (I guess that im a fucking sultan) And now I got my bags up (Run it run it run it run it up) Shit so tall that it could stand up (Stand stand stand stand up) And now that watch on my wrist golden (solid gold) Im the one feel like im chosen Bitch im Uno You and yo people can go in on a pack But I ain't going for all that (All dat all dat) Fuck a swisher know im rolling that gas Dutch or Backwood back to back (Dat gas dat gas) If you can't handle the pressure then you gone get squished and I ain't wit all dat (All dat all dat) I got dem big ol bags (Dem bags dem bags) sacks not flat dats big ol facts (Oh yeah dam facts) One thing I learned in my business class Can't run off on the plug if you shit at math Won't spend not one penny on ass Bitch im busy im gettin dat cash Uno-Mf never been stupid I don't double up the re-up I cube it I get the bag that im never confused with You get that bag and it look like a Rubiks See I got way more bags than I got friends Way more bags, I got way more bags I got way more bags than I got friends Way more bags, I got way more bags I got way more bags than I got friends Way more bags, I got way more bags I got way more bags than I got friends Way more bags, I got way more bags I can replace the fakes wit bags now (I can replace they ass wit bags) So much in my room I stand out(And trap trap trap trap trap) They used to call a nigga pack rat Cause all dem big bags that I pack out (Gotta move that pack pack pack pack) Why would I be popular? (But fuck it run it run it run it) When I chose to be the solid one (keep it a hunnid hunnid hunnid) And now my pockets filled with hundreds If my people need it say "I gotcha bruh" (Just cus im real af) I don't like people who get rid of change Cuz I know they will drop a dime on me (They'll drop that dime) See you wit money and start acting strange I got a feeling that ain't right to me (Something ain't right) Once I got a bag it felt like a baby in class Cuz it changed the life of me (It changed my lie) Can't fuck wit day ass cuz I know they mad And I got a bag that don't lie to me (That bag don't lie) Only got my trust in a few Maybe five four three or two Shit maybe one most likely none I ain't got trust but I got views (I Got them views) Big bag I gotta fill it up with loot (That loot that loot) Proof in the pudding and I got the spoon (Ima lick that spoon) Opened up my eyes so I could see the truth All I seen was groups of snakes wearing shoes See I got way more bags than I got friends Way more bags, I got way more bags I got way more bags than I got friends Way more bags, I got way more bags I got way more bags than I got friends Way more bags, I got way more bags I got way more bags than I got friends Way more bags, I got way more bags