Get The Bag

Pour that **** up, Trvpyyy

Woah, I just get the bag and go

Woah, if you gon' shoot, then go

Pull up in the dark tint

We do a drive-by, high five

She gon' eat that **** just like some Five Guys,

'til she tired (Yeah)

All of my *****s, they down to ride

Setitoff with me, he went, brought the fire

Then Tony keep tellin' me he wanna die

Then YBT, we jugg, we glide

Pop they cap, they know they lyin'

Bad lil' *****, she mighty fine

One thing a gangsta don't play 'bout is pride

Bring out the Draco when it's time to slide

*****, I got the stick in the ride when I ride

That yellow *****, Setitoff cut like a pie

Nah I ain't gon play, hop out, give 'em that fire (Yeah)

Oh you like the smoke? Well *****, let's get high

Hit his ass with that .40, make his mama cry

If that ***** come outside, I'll make his mama die

We runnin' up that bag, makin' ten bands a night

High, the life, pourin' fours in the Sprite

Beat that back in and go hop on a flight

High off a Perk, I might beat it all night

I just put three grams in a doobie, that's light

I'm mixin' the Gucci in with the Off-white

On gangstas, a ***** be fly like a kite

That blicka on me, nah, I ain't tryna fight

What you got on you? Nine, it's a Glock 23

What you owe for a P? *****, I want 23

I got YBT and I got Bino with me

Big blicka on me, hella hundreds on me

Yeah, we got that big blicky (Blicky)

We pull up in Fiji

Then we ******' on your main ***** up in the Maybach

Then we can't even smoke no ****

Because they tried to lace that

Then we really do want smoke, you copy and you paste that

Copy, the blue wheel Masi' (Masi')

They knockin', my posts got really poppin'

New flame, new shades (Shades, yeah)

These streets ain't safe (Safe, yeah)

Thank God I stayed away

Woah, I just get the bag and go

Woah, if you gon' shoot, then go

Pull up in the dark tint

We do a drive-by, high five

She gon' eat that **** just like some Five Guys,

'til she tired (Yeah)

All of my *****s, they down to ride

Setitoff with me, he went, brought the fire

Then Tony keep tellin' me he wanna die

Then YBT, we jugg, we glide

Pop they cap, they know they lyin'

Bad lil' *****, she mighty fine

Cuban link 'round my neck and it drip like a faucet (Ooh)

Ooh, don't slip, be cautious

Jump start through my hood, I might get outta pocket

Big .40 on me, I ain't scared of nobody

These bullets hit, they gon' rip through his body

I hit once, that chopper gon' kick like karate

We just might slide with them sticks: hockey

I beat the *****, whip: Bobby

Ain't 'bout the money, it ain't no discussion

Run up, you get burnt, like you just touched an oven

**** on that *****, I might hit on her cousin (Ayy)

She bust like a 12-gauge shotty: dozen

They know in my city I ball like Derozan

Me, Bino and Set, man, our family was chosen

These diamonds (What?), they hit,

You can see through my choker

It's time for this **** to blow up: motor

Woah, I just get the bag and go

Woah, if you gon' shoot, then go

Pull up in the dark tint

We do a drive-by, high five

She gon' eat that **** just like some Five Guys,

'til she tired (Yeah)

All of my *****s, they down to ride

Setitoff with me, he went, brought the fire

Then Tony keep tellin' me he wanna die

Then YBT, we jugg, we glide

Pop they cap, they know they lyin'

Bad lil' *****, she mighty fine