Bag (feat. Poetic)

Bag Bag Bag Bag I done tried to go to school man that shit trash All I really wanna know is how to get to that bag Small numbers add it up into a big stack Big cash Make em' wonder how I did that I'm in the trap but I ain't trapped I got a big head And it's full of THC Plus thirty ways to get the bread Y'all can't see the P Like a brick up in yo TV screen I don't sip promethazine Gota cup full of that canna lean Aye Aye But let's get down to business Know if that payment pending I can't put that pack up in your palms nah Please check your wallet 'fore you call the fucking don na 'Fore I take your arms uh Nah Bought a bat in nineteen for this exact thang Oh you don't wanna pay Bang Hit that nigga with a star swing I put some red up on his carpeting I put some red up on it I put some red up on his gold chain I'm sipping red rum if you say a thing So keep that shit in mind and keep the folks up out our business The profits hit ridiculous The money don't do no bitching I just make it and I spend it I just make it and I Flip it The money I gotta get it I'm tryna get a billion imma stack until I hit I'm doing it for the custies I don't do it for no critics I came here with a goal I'm not leaving till I hit it Need that million bitch let's get it Bag man Bag man Bag man Bag Bag man Bag man Bag man Bag Bag man Bag man Bag man Bag Bag man Bag man Bag man Bag I get cash so fast they call me Benjamin I'm lightning in da building man Counting up my Benjamin's So much dough descending man I'm feeling like a sinner man Gotta go to church again Putting in that work again (BING BONG) If you don't suck my Robin I won't eat Selina Kyle Cause his name is Dick and her name is Cat If she doesn't shave that's a Cat in the Hat I drive around with a gat in the back My Glock stay up front if I'm under attack I got pulled over with packs in the trunk Lit off that henny I know I was drunk The last time they had shot it had missed me That bullet tried to kiss me, but I can't kiss no Ho's not even Hollow Points To make a case it had no point Faded but I'm still on point Made it but I'm still on go These haters tryna steal my flow No If you wanna try the gang then you better have a plan, lil bitch Cause I'll put em in that sand on my Garra shit And watch 'em dry out Leave 'em there, preserve the skin and hair the soul gone fly out Let's get it Bag man Bag man Bag man Bag Bag man Bag man Bag man Bag Bag man Bag man Bag man Bag Bag man Bag Bag Bag