Mook TBG - Sag My Jeans lyrics

This that TBG shit (It-It's Dino)
Let's go

I keep shit on the low
'cause these nigga like to snitch
(That's it right there)
Come up in the party with 'bout
40 on my wrist (Bling)
All I know is money, I can't get enough
(I can't, I can't)
And bitch, I sag my jeans
'cause I won't pick 'em up
(I can't, I won't)
And bitch, I sag my jeans
And I won't pick 'em up (I won't)
I send my lil' niggas to come hit you up
(I will)
I send my lil' niggas to come hit you up
(I will)
And them ambulance niggas to come pick you up

All of these niggas my
Kids, watchin' my moves
They stealin' my flow
Playin' my song, but nobody know
I really pull up in back of the ghost
I'm wit' his ho, she go all the way low
Nigga want smoke that's all that we blow
Fuck up the money is all that we know
Flex and finessin' don't ever get old
I never lie in a rap that I wrote
They just be actin' they really don't know
Nothin' I do anymore for the low
I need a couple to come to a show
I keep a couple when I'm on the road
This like a 100 that's why it don't fold
We know he told, kept it on the low
(On the low)

I never lie in a rap that I wrote
They just be actin' they really don't know
Nothin' I do anymore for the low
I need a couple to come to a show
I keep a couple when I'm on the road
This like a 100 that's why it don't fold
We know he told, kept it on the low
(On the low) let's go

I keep shit on the low 'cause
These nigga like to snitch
(That's it right there)
Come up in the party with
'bout 40 on my wrist (Bling)
All I know is money, I can't get enough
(I can't, I can't)
And bitch, I sag my jeans
'cause I won't pick 'em up
(I can't, I won't)
And bitch, I sag my jeans
And I won't pick 'em up (I won't)
I send my lil' niggas to come hit you up
(I will)
I send my lil' niggas to come hit you up
(I will)
And them ambulance niggas to come pick you up

No, I don't play by the
Rules, pull up wit' army
We jumpin' out Coupes (Skrrt)
If he want war, we kill all of
His troops, try to take mines
That nigga a fool
I'm the type nigga, fuck up the
Loot, you got a gun, but never gon' shoot
They tryna see, wanna know what I do
He actin' tough now his blood on my shoes
Got blood on my suit, he wanna problem
We solvin' a few
All of that talkin', we take off
His roof, these niggas broke
But tryna be cool
I spend a band every time that
I move, I'm off the gas, i barely can move
Watchin' my back, they want me to lose
Walk with a gun on me, probably got two
Clip got 30 and ready to shoot
(Shoot, bratt, bratt)
Hop in the Coupe, watchin' for 12
He makin' the news (Skrrt)
We hit a few, watching' my back
They want me to lose (Lose)
Walk with a gun on me, probably got two
(Bratt, bratt) let's go

I keep shit on the low 'cause
These nigga like to snitch
(That's it right there)
Come up in the party with
'bout 40 on my wrist (Bling)
All I know is money, I can't get enough
(I can't, I can't)
And bitch, I sag my jeans
'cause I won't pick 'em up
(I can't, I won't)
And bitch, I sag my jeans
And I won't pick 'em up (I won't)
I send my lil' niggas to come hit you up
(I will)
I send my lil' niggas to come hit you up
(I will)
And them ambulance niggas to come pick you up