Cameron Azi, Eem Triplin - Big Bag lyrics
Eem Triplin [Naeem Muhammad] Johnstown, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Cameron Azi, Eem Triplin - Big Bag lyrics]
Watch when I catch you
We gon' see what I'm really bout
Put her on the gram
We gon' see what she do for clout
You said that's your man
You want ride, I know it
You said you got the blam
You a lie you won't blow it show it
Tight pants holding, It's poking, no joking
Pray I see a opps I'm hoping you know it
Scenes don't stop, I stay in the motion
Nigga too clean I stay in the focused
Pour me a four
Gimme the money just get on the floor
I need all them riches I'm kicking the door
I hit thе block if I'm gettin pole whoa whoa
Watch when I catch you Imma rеally
Give you all the clout
Put you on the gram make you
Hot give you all the shout
Nigga that's your mans
Nigga wack blowing up his spot
All that fucking capping gon' be
The reason why he shot who shot ya
Big problem whoa whoa
I gotchu you nada whoa whoa
Stuck on me big partner whoa whoa
She get brain she smarter whoa whoa
Rock, pop, nigga, nigga doo wop
I put that crack in my sock
I piss on all of my opps
I'm just gon' jump from the top
You go broke nigga I'm not
This real life never gon' stop
I bring the heat it's too hot woah big bag
All my niggas need a big bag
Big Mac cause that nine to
Five lookin big sad
Demons I'm swerving in the whip, foreign
Pixie bitch looking at me, boring
We gon' see what I'm really bout
Put her on the gram
We gon' see what she do for clout
You said that's your man
You want ride, I know it
You said you got the blam
You a lie you won't blow it show it
Tight pants holding, It's poking, no joking
Pray I see a opps I'm hoping you know it
Scenes don't stop, I stay in the motion
Nigga too clean I stay in the focused
Pour me a four
Gimme the money just get on the floor
I need all them riches I'm kicking the door
I hit thе block if I'm gettin pole whoa whoa
Watch when I catch you Imma rеally
Give you all the clout
Put you on the gram make you
Hot give you all the shout
Nigga that's your mans
Nigga wack blowing up his spot
All that fucking capping gon' be
The reason why he shot who shot ya
Big problem whoa whoa
I gotchu you nada whoa whoa
Stuck on me big partner whoa whoa
She get brain she smarter whoa whoa
Rock, pop, nigga, nigga doo wop
I put that crack in my sock
I piss on all of my opps
I'm just gon' jump from the top
You go broke nigga I'm not
This real life never gon' stop
I bring the heat it's too hot woah big bag
All my niggas need a big bag
Big Mac cause that nine to
Five lookin big sad
Demons I'm swerving in the whip, foreign
Pixie bitch looking at me, boring