Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ermonte Myles Uitenham
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Ermonte Myles Uitenham
Produzent:in
Lyrics
I need a bag,
I need a check and a dinner plate
Get it straight
I was down bad
I came so far from the bottom steps
No regrets
Show me that bag
I need it all till it's nothing left
Nothing left
Show me that bag
I need it all ****, nothing less
Nothing less
I was down bad
My diamonds Alaskan
look at this ice
Dripping on my neck
On my neck
My bitch she so classy
She keep it bougie
I keep a stick
She upset
I might outclass you
I keep the peace sign right on my hood
That's a Benz
And y'all **** trashy
I might just pop out up on the hood
Start a trend
And these bitches nasty
I can't teach no lil' hoe how to swim
She a fish, with the fins
Go away, where you been
Cause I'm rich, let me hit you
Show me that bag, I need that bag ****
Yeah
I need a bag
I need a check and a dinner plate
Get it straight
I was down bad
I came so far from the bottom steps
No regrets
Show me that bag
I need it all till it's nothing left
Nothing left
Show me that bag
I need it all ****, nothing less
Nothing less
I was down bad
And a young **** ain't going back
Going back
I was down bad
And a young **** ain't going back
Going back
I was down bad
And a young **** ain't going back
Going back
I was down bad
And a young **** ain't going back
Going back
I was down bad
I need a check in a dinner plate
Get it straight
I was down bad
I came so far from the bottom steps
No regrets
Show me that bag
I need it all till it's nothing left
Nothing left
Show me that bag
I need it all ****, nothing less
Nothing less
I was down bad
I was born with the juice ****
now you wanna sip,
And I told you I was ill
Tell somebody check my pulse
And I was living ill
Now I'm out as fuck the cost
**** I'ma stay lit, coming up the lights was off
**** clothes on bitch was steal
T-shirt ate up by a moth
**** copper pipe steel
Faucet water turning orange
Now I'm living by the bill
Yeah a **** want it all
if you love your bitch for real
I'll slid though and turn her fraud
Yeah you know what this shit is
This that juice to turn the sauce
I don't trust no bitch for real
Shoot the line get double crossed
Keep the heater for my meal
On the side a couple sauce,
I catch every play coming my way
**** Randy Moss
**** say they got doubt on me
I left them in the chalk
And **** say so much downing me
But careful where they talk
Don't do too much got that plow on me
And ounces in the trunk
You know I stay smoking collard greens
Taste good smell like a skunk
I need that bag
I need a check and a dinner plate
Get it straight
I was down bad
I came so far from the bottom steps
No regrets
Show me that bag
I need it all till it's nothing left
Nothing left
Show me that bag
I need it all ****, nothing less
Nothing less
I was down bad
And a young **** ain't going back
Going back
I was down bad
And a young **** ain't going back
Going back
I was down bad
And a young **** ain't going back
Going back
I was down bad
And a young **** ain't going back
Going back
I was down bad
I need a check in a dinner plate
Get it straight
I was down bad
I came so far from the bottom steps
No regrets
Show me that bag
I need it all till it's nothing left
Nothing left
Show me that bag
I need it all ****, nothing less
Nothing less
I was down bad
Written by: Ermonte Myles Uitenham