Matt OX, The Good Perry, Dro Fe - BAG lyrics
Matthew Christopher Grau
[Matt OX, The Good Perry, Dro Fe - BAG lyrics]
Ooh, that bih hard right there
I get my word from the Narco
Bag, bag, bag, bag
Bag, bag, bag, bag
Hey, know I got all the bag (Woo)
Hey, know I get all the bag
(Brrr, Bop bop bop)
Came through, I'm talking so shut it up
My momma gave birth so I run it up
I kill yo ass with no cover up
In love with the money
Lil' bitch I can't cuddle up
How I really gettin' dollars
Baggin' up crack till I change horizons
Bought me a silencer, kill you in silence
(Brrrr, Narco, Bop bop bop)
Bought me some Ricks, I'm fly as a astronaut
I swear to God, big Dro Fe don't cap a lot
I send my Narcos to label and sabotage
These A & O's pussy
I kill 'em with Camrila
This Saint Laurent
I spend thousands on Camouflage
This shit is pure, I import it from Panama
I got three felonies, can't go to Canada
It's money
It's work or it's drugs on my calendar
Bag, bag, bag, bag
Bag, bag, bag, bag
Hey, know I got all the bag (Woo)
Hey, know I get all the bag
(Brrr, Bop bop bop)
I racked it up too fast, yeah
You dig what I'm sayin'?
You dig what I'm sayin'
You dig what I'm sayin'
You dig what I'm sayin'?
I got bands, we'll chop up bands
They lookin' like "Damn
Let me flex like him"
I cop what he can't and I flexed on him
Boy, you ain't ballin'
You ain't even hit the rim
Boy, you ain't ballin'
Boy, you ain't ballin', yeah
Boy, you ain't ballin', that money gone
I'm writing papers like college
All o' these VV's is polished
I get your whole gang abolished
Whip one, tap on my colleagues
He seen so many sticks, it look like a forest
I flip the racks and then I restart it
Restart it
Restart it
Bag, bag, bag, bag
Bag, bag, bag, bag
Hey, know I got all the bag (Woo)
Hey, know I get all the bag
(Brrr, Bop bop bop)
I get my word from the Narco
Bag, bag, bag, bag
Bag, bag, bag, bag
Hey, know I got all the bag (Woo)
Hey, know I get all the bag
(Brrr, Bop bop bop)
Came through, I'm talking so shut it up
My momma gave birth so I run it up
I kill yo ass with no cover up
In love with the money
Lil' bitch I can't cuddle up
How I really gettin' dollars
Baggin' up crack till I change horizons
Bought me a silencer, kill you in silence
(Brrrr, Narco, Bop bop bop)
Bought me some Ricks, I'm fly as a astronaut
I swear to God, big Dro Fe don't cap a lot
I send my Narcos to label and sabotage
These A & O's pussy
I kill 'em with Camrila
This Saint Laurent
I spend thousands on Camouflage
This shit is pure, I import it from Panama
I got three felonies, can't go to Canada
It's money
It's work or it's drugs on my calendar
Bag, bag, bag, bag
Bag, bag, bag, bag
Hey, know I got all the bag (Woo)
Hey, know I get all the bag
(Brrr, Bop bop bop)
I racked it up too fast, yeah
You dig what I'm sayin'?
You dig what I'm sayin'
You dig what I'm sayin'
You dig what I'm sayin'?
I got bands, we'll chop up bands
They lookin' like "Damn
Let me flex like him"
I cop what he can't and I flexed on him
Boy, you ain't ballin'
You ain't even hit the rim
Boy, you ain't ballin'
Boy, you ain't ballin', yeah
Boy, you ain't ballin', that money gone
I'm writing papers like college
All o' these VV's is polished
I get your whole gang abolished
Whip one, tap on my colleagues
He seen so many sticks, it look like a forest
I flip the racks and then I restart it
Restart it
Restart it
Bag, bag, bag, bag
Bag, bag, bag, bag
Hey, know I got all the bag (Woo)
Hey, know I get all the bag
(Brrr, Bop bop bop)