THAT BAG (feat. YBN DOOGIE & YBN MAUN)

Jump in the whip with the bag in it Foreign bitch and she matched with it

Money up, so the swag different Blue face and rubber bands in it

I got it fresh out the pot With this bitch cock

I got my shit off the block And I got this bitch off the lot

This shit won't stop Young **** with it on lock

I run the money, just look at my sneakers Call it my trap home, I don't use no beef

I'm good with the digits, can tell you they're equal

Now sippin' this bitch on my hip-hop appeal

Ayy, I had to get me a bag You better go get you a bag

I had to get me a bag You better go get you a bag

I'm on the run for the bag ****, go get you a check

Gotta go get it Over this bitch, ain't no fear that I hit it

And cut off your neck Lil' ****, I'm gone, gotta go hustle

Lil' **** move it, gon' show you some muscle Over that Smith and I'm not finna tussle

You try to reach it, then click on my bustle

Ayy, jump in the whip with the bag in it Fuck her off, left the bag in it

Cloud 9s with the bands in it Took a loss, now I'm back winnin

Different bitches keepin' tags with me In the kitchen with the packs in it

Plugged car, said we back in it Muddin' up, so the swag different

In the trenches, got the trap kickin' Like a ride a kid, ****, runnin' digits

We got that shit for the load You can come cop you a boat

I'm in the whip with your hoe I'm runnin' my best on the low

These **** be tellin' for sure But the money stacked off of the floor

Jump in the whip with the bag in it Pour a bitch in, she match with it

Muddin' up, so the swag different Blueface with the bands in it

I got it fresh out the pot With this bitch cop

I got my shit off the block And I got this bitch off the lot

This shit won't stop Young **** with it on lock

I run the money, just look at my sneakers Call it my job, I don't use no beef

I'm good with the digits, can tell you the equal

Not slippin' this bitch on my hip or I peed it

Ayy, I had to get me a bag You better go get you a bag

I had to get me a bag You better go get you a bag

Young **** with that bag Rich **** with the swag

I guess that's why I make her mad That bitch I already had

These bands on it make me sad You can smell the money when I pass

And bullshit never lasts The drinker will put you to pass

Ayy, my **** hustlin' stack Would you keep movin' that pack

I bet it all on the drought Watch how I make it right back

My trap is under attack Watch how it go cop me a lack

And all my **** stay strapped Better put your face in your fuckin' lap

Ayy, you on the streets, just keep it G I keep like 30 on me, and I'm like 30 a week

If that's your bitch, baby, you're free Don't get that money and keep that shit neat

Stand tall on your own feet You can have anything that you can see

I'm with YBN, whippin' the key

Jump in the whip with the bag in it Pour a bitch and she match with it

Money up, so the swag different Blue face with my bags in it

I got it fresh out the pot With this bitch cock

I got my shit off the block And I got this bitch off the lot

This shit won't stop Young **** with it on lock

I run the money, just look at my sneakers Call it my tri-form, I don't use no beef

I'm good with the digits, can tell you they're equal

Not slippin' this bitch on my hip or I'll pee you

Ayy, I had to give me a bag You better go get you a bag

I had to give me a bag You better go get you a bag

It's all love, I'm hard by the music game Shit, baby

It's all love, I'm hard by the music game Shit, baby