[Verse 1] The thicker the women the thicker the plot Thicker the plot, thicker the bag Meaning I'm buying, not leasing no beamer I'm Brian O'Conner, I'm driving it fast They was just hating 'cause they in the way And I'm way up, I made it, them niggas is mad Innanet Baggins, I'm all in my bag I might fuck on your hoe, I ain't holding her hand
Just a little Maryland nigga smoking out a cutie Boof was boofin, I don't give a damn I don't give a fuck, tell me why I would On the rosebar couch in my bag Bands and my denim, denim, denim Damn, hands in my denim She was tryna grab, reaching for it all She don't give a damn, she was in her bag Fendi and Celine Asked for a Birkin while she slurping in the front seat Of the four door jeep We living so wild like Nigel, she was on white like Keisha We was on road like tires When we gone roll that weed up I'm in my bag like reefer In my bag might bag ya
[Chorus] I'm really just running for money I'm lil flojo chasing a check I'm really gonna run up the money I'm Carl Lewis really running the best Calm moving through these hoovers I manoeuvre with the bag, baby, never feeling stressed Calm moving through these hoovers I manoeuvre with the bag, baby, never feeling stressed I'm really just running for money I'm lil flojo chasing a check I'm really gonna run up the money I'm Carl Lewis really running the best Calm moving through these hoovers I manoeuvre with the bag, baby, never feeling stressed Calm moving through these hoovers I manoeuvre with the bag, baby, never feeling stressed
[Verse 2] Bigger the bag, bigger the beef Bigger the problem, bigger the blunt Never be one of them niggas all on the scene Broke at the end of the month Flojo kill moe, run it up Keep a clean hammer never let them touch Fits like temper tantrums Girl. come back that ass up All in the club And bring all of your girlfriends Girl, hopping up out of a pearl six Louis speed bag glued to her wrist She was getting paid She ain't think a thing but she was thinking slay Weave laid thicker than a snicker, babe Talking about she don't come with no baggage All in her bag, I probably should bag her
[Chorus] I'm really just running for money I'm lil flojo chasing a check I'm really gonna run up the money I'm Carl Lewis, really running the best Calm moving through these hoovers I manoeuvre with the bag, baby, never feeling stressed Calm moving through these hoovers I manoeuvre with the bag, baby, never feeling stressed I'm really just running for money I'm lil flojo chasing a check I'm really gonna run up the money I'm Carl Lewis, really running the best Calm moving through these hoovers I manoeuvre with the bag, baby, never feeling stressed Calm moving through these hoovers I manoeuvre with the bag, baby, never feeling stressedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
