For the bag, I'ma do what I gotta I'ma do it for myself I'ma do it for my mama On the gas, where I'm keepin my foot I got a shawty so bad they can't help it but look God, Damn, some shit so priceless When it's nights just like this When they see you on the top they gon pull you to the drop Cuz they really don't like it Some shit so priceless When it's nights just like this When they see you on the top they gon pull you till you drop Cuz they really don't like it
Ay, word on the street these bitches jealous of me I'm on the TV just like a teletubby In the back of the class smell like gas Had this bitch raise her hand to the teacher got to tellin on me (snitchin ass hoes) Same bitch inside my DMs now Same mufuckas that I see in the crowd Be the same mufuckas used to talk to me down like "you ain't finna make it boy give up now" Fuck it this a million dollar voice This a thousand dollar fit And I'm boutta make a choice like Do I spin the opps block or do I let it go? Caught em at the chicken spot he dead alone I can feel the vibes I can I know I'm the way that I am Cuz I did this shit alone Take a look inside my face You can see that I feel great get a bag and I yell free Capone Get the bread stay low Cuz they coming for my dome I know I know I know And my city never dry keep the packs inside I got money inside my phone
For the bag, I'ma do what I gotta I'ma do it for myself I'ma do it for my mama On the gas, where I'm keepin my foot I got a shawty so bad they can't help it but look God, Damn, some shit so priceless When it's nights just like this When they see you on the top they gon pull you to the drop Cuz they really don't like it Some shit so priceless When it's nights just like this When they see you on the top they gon pull you till you drop Cuz they really don't like itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
