Bbno$ - pouch lyrics
bbno$ [Alexander Leon Gumuchian] Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada 🇨🇦
[Bbno$ - pouch lyrics]
I work, I grind, I make that bag
I search, I find, I take that bag
I work, I grind, I make that bag
I search, I find, I take that bag
Twenty-six shows sold out
Now I know I'm cut out
Always gonna pull out, wait wait wait
I'm a trendsetter, no-one really better
Flaming like a pepper
Yeah of course I lay the pressure
Hunting for a bigger bag
I'm after all the prey
Hundreds on my plate, yeah, I hit that buffet
Baby got some money, it ain't really cliché
Went dummy for couple years and
Now it's time to play
Couple more cities that I think I
Shut down on the world tour
Yeah, really seen all of it
30K merch in a month, my money come in lumps
Might spazz, and tryna sell bib
Wrist so cold, ooh, think I need mit's
Whole wardrobe be filled with free fit's
I'ma pull up on your girl
But she tryna spend my shit
So I ditch her hella quick
Oh boy I feel slick
I work, I grind, I make that bag
I search, I find, I take that bag
Bag, bag, bag, bag, bag, bag, ba ba ba bag
Bag, bag, bag, bag, bag, bag, ba ba ba bag
Bitch I'm a baby, got huggies on my fit's
Yeah I'm not grown up but
My cradle gotta drip
Why yo' bitch, wanna give me couple licks?
(yeah)
Wanna flex up, put a diamond on my wrist
(Wrist, wrist)
No records, only hit's, that's some big facts
She a misfit, come and get your bitch back
I won't ever sign shit, shred the contract
Always adding digit's, yeah
Never have to subtract
Check up on the growth rate
Lady need to hydrate
So she want a dick date?
4 point bank rate, money made me fixate
Bitch I ain't a lightweight
Peso or the queso, getting rich yeah
If you say so
Bitch I like my bread, buy my feelo
Like I'm play dough
I work, I grind, I make that bag
I search, I find, I take that bag
Bag, bag, bag, bag, bag, bag, ba ba ba bag
Bag, bag, bag, bag, bag, bag, ba ba ba bag
I search, I find, I take that bag
I work, I grind, I make that bag
I search, I find, I take that bag
Twenty-six shows sold out
Now I know I'm cut out
Always gonna pull out, wait wait wait
I'm a trendsetter, no-one really better
Flaming like a pepper
Yeah of course I lay the pressure
Hunting for a bigger bag
I'm after all the prey
Hundreds on my plate, yeah, I hit that buffet
Baby got some money, it ain't really cliché
Went dummy for couple years and
Now it's time to play
Couple more cities that I think I
Shut down on the world tour
Yeah, really seen all of it
30K merch in a month, my money come in lumps
Might spazz, and tryna sell bib
Wrist so cold, ooh, think I need mit's
Whole wardrobe be filled with free fit's
I'ma pull up on your girl
But she tryna spend my shit
So I ditch her hella quick
Oh boy I feel slick
I work, I grind, I make that bag
I search, I find, I take that bag
Bag, bag, bag, bag, bag, bag, ba ba ba bag
Bag, bag, bag, bag, bag, bag, ba ba ba bag
Bitch I'm a baby, got huggies on my fit's
Yeah I'm not grown up but
My cradle gotta drip
Why yo' bitch, wanna give me couple licks?
(yeah)
Wanna flex up, put a diamond on my wrist
(Wrist, wrist)
No records, only hit's, that's some big facts
She a misfit, come and get your bitch back
I won't ever sign shit, shred the contract
Always adding digit's, yeah
Never have to subtract
Check up on the growth rate
Lady need to hydrate
So she want a dick date?
4 point bank rate, money made me fixate
Bitch I ain't a lightweight
Peso or the queso, getting rich yeah
If you say so
Bitch I like my bread, buy my feelo
Like I'm play dough
I work, I grind, I make that bag
I search, I find, I take that bag
Bag, bag, bag, bag, bag, bag, ba ba ba bag
Bag, bag, bag, bag, bag, bag, ba ba ba bag