Future: Bag
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Tekst piosenki
Future: Bag
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I get the cash and I flip it (yeah)
I get the cash and I flip it (yeah)
Young nigga getting bands (yeah)
Young nigga getting bands
I get the cash and I flip it (yeah)
I fuck the baddest bitches (yeah)
I fuck the baddest bitches
Young nigga scrape that pot (huh)
Yeah, skrrt out the lot (huh)
I give it all that I got
I give it all that I got
Life been movin' so fast
Yeah, spend this cash (aye)
I just been getting to my bag (huh)
I just been getting to my bag
Me and money we the match
Spending shit no attachment
Smoke a nigga like a black
Get a pussy nigga wacked (aye)
Rob a nigga for the dope
Lay it up with they hoe
Margiela trenchcoat
Used to sleep on the floor (huh)
I went from rags to riches
I fuck the baddest bitches
I fuck the baddest bitches
I get the cash and I flip it
I get the weed and mix it
Sending shit back
True story no cap
This shit get deeper than rap
I'm the boss of the wire
Percocet get me higher
Lame nigga getting chopped up
Only put trust in my gut
Treat it like middle finger, fuck you
Treat it like middle finger, fuck you
These niggas sweet like a muffin
He talking crazy, I touch em
Young nigga scrape that pot (huh)
Yeah, skrrt out the lot (huh)
I give it all that I got
I give it all that I got
Life been movin' so fast
Yeah, spend this cash (aye)
I just been getting to my bag (huh)
I just been getting to my bag
Me and money we the match
Spending shit no attachment
Smoke a nigga like a black
Get a pussy nigga wet (aye)
Rob a nigga for the dope
Lay it up with they hoe
Margiela trenchcoat
Used to sleep on the floor (huh)
Scraping the pot like a chef
More official than a ref
Chinchilla when I step
Glock 40 take your breath
Rob a nigga for his hoe
Then I put her on a boat
Get some throat in a Ghost
Your main bitch call me GOAT
The greatest of all times
Keep a stable full of dimes
My bag Chanel, No. 9
I keep them bands on my mind
I fell in love with the bag yeah
Bloody red on my mink
I count it up with two hands
Took a pill it was pink
Double g, double c
Water running like a sea
Go get your diamond tester
Everything turn green
I get the cash and I flip it, yeah
Claiming the baddest bitches, yeah
Get you smoked like a black, yeah
Get a pussy nigga wet
Young nigga scrape that pot (huh)
Yeah, skrrt out the lot (huh)
I give it all that I got
I give it all that I got
Life been movin' so fast
Yeah, spend this cash (aye)
I just been getting to my bag (huh)
I just been getting to my bag
Me and money we the match
Spending shit no attachment
Smoke a nigga like a black
Get a pussy nigga wet (aye)
Rob a nigga for the dope
Lay it up with they hoe
Margiela trenchcoat
Used to sleep on the floor (huh)
Young nigga scrape out the pot
I give it all that I got
Young nigga flex to the top
I skrrt skrrt off the lot
I get the cash and I flip it (yeah)
I get the cash and I flip it (yeah)
Young nigga getting bands (yeah)
Young nigga getting bands
I get the cash and I flip it (yeah)
I fuck the baddest bitches (yeah)
I fuck the baddest bitches
Young nigga scrape that pot (huh)
Yeah, skrrt out the lot (huh)
I give it all that I got
I give it all that I got
Life been movin' so fast
Yeah, spend this cash (aye)
I just been getting to my bag (huh)
I just been getting to my bag
Me and money we the match
Spending shit no attachment
Smoke a nigga like a black
Get a pussy nigga wacked (aye)
Rob a nigga for the dope
Lay it up with they hoe
Margiela trenchcoat
Used to sleep on the floor (huh)
I went from rags to riches
I fuck the baddest bitches
I fuck the baddest bitches
I get the cash and I flip it
I get the weed and mix it
Sending shit back
True story no cap
This shit get deeper than rap
I'm the boss of the wire
Percocet get me higher
Lame nigga getting chopped up
Only put trust in my gut
Treat it like middle finger, fuck you
Treat it like middle finger, fuck you
These niggas sweet like a muffin
He talking crazy, I touch em
Young nigga scrape that pot (huh)
Yeah, skrrt out the lot (huh)
I give it all that I got
I give it all that I got
Life been movin' so fast
Yeah, spend this cash (aye)
I just been getting to my bag (huh)
I just been getting to my bag
Me and money we the match
Spending shit no attachment
Smoke a nigga like a black
Get a pussy nigga wet (aye)
Rob a nigga for the dope
Lay it up with they hoe
Margiela trenchcoat
Used to sleep on the floor (huh)
Scraping the pot like a chef
More official than a ref
Chinchilla when I step
Glock 40 take your breath
Rob a nigga for his hoe
Then I put her on a boat
Get some throat in a Ghost
Your main bitch call me GOAT
The greatest of all times
Keep a stable full of dimes
My bag Chanel, No. 9
I keep them bands on my mind
I fell in love with the bag yeah
Bloody red on my mink
I count it up with two hands
Took a pill it was pink
Double g, double c
Water running like a sea
Go get your diamond tester
Everything turn green
I get the cash and I flip it, yeah
Claiming the baddest bitches, yeah
Get you smoked like a black, yeah
Get a pussy nigga wet
Young nigga scrape that pot (huh)
Yeah, skrrt out the lot (huh)
I give it all that I got
I give it all that I got
Life been movin' so fast
Yeah, spend this cash (aye)
I just been getting to my bag (huh)
I just been getting to my bag
Me and money we the match
Spending shit no attachment
Smoke a nigga like a black
Get a pussy nigga wet (aye)
Rob a nigga for the dope
Lay it up with they hoe
Margiela trenchcoat
Used to sleep on the floor (huh)
Young nigga scrape out the pot
I give it all that I got
Young nigga flex to the top
I skrrt skrrt off the lot
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