GET THE BAG Lyrics

Get the bag, kill the track

Smoke the pack

Six Three One we getting that

It's the Neighborhood Reign yo

Ayo Micken. What? Go get that

I get the bag

I know you mad

Pockets tripping from the gas

I been killing instruments

Causing incidents, drinking stimulants

Fuck all ya innocents im getting cash

I'm taking the stash I heard ya shit it was trash

I'll be back in a flash

With a dope instrumental that can make you go

Mentally insane cuz it's stuck in ya brain

You can't complain though

You wrote a dope verse to the beat

Now you living like the Martins

Cause your life is so sweet

Get the bag, kill the track

Smoke the pack

Six Three One we getting that

It's the Neighborhood Reign yo

Ayo Yoda go get that. Yodas back

I ingest this Red Bull To press hard on this pen til

I unload all these rhymes crammed up in my mental

Legendary lyrical limericks spill on to the stencil

Spittin paitin pictures now fuck that's mental

Artist so intense and technical

It has to be perfection whole

I run rampant on another level

Til I top my goals tenfold

Fuck I deserve a bank roll

I just wanna be a staple

Who's able, to do what I love

And put food on the table

Make Shed Records the number one independent label

Hope they play Yoda.s songs long after my graves full

And the culture grateful

That the KMC came with great skill

With a distinct instinct to straight kill

A microphone with love or rage at will

Cause if there's a will there's a way

And I must say

I'm Hal Jordan dawg got will for days

I can kill a beat more ways

Then your groupies can fornicate

I just need about four jays

A cool place to take them to the face

Stoned with grace so I'm on pace

And that's how I move not only the crowd

But this whole damn place

Move the crowd like no one else

I smack my chest they beat themselves

Harry Potter I cast a spell

Then banish your ass to Azkaban

Have your ass fucked by an elf

Understand I'm the chosen one

I throw these flows for fun

Like Peter Griffin does with grenades hon

My thoughts create an explosion

It's the Six Three One shogun

The greatest showman

KMC cranium contaminated with capable cadences

Complete circle full of creative acquaintances

Neighborhood appreciates your patience

Shout to Micken for allowing me to slay this

Making me understand I'm supposed to be famous

And I ain't supposed to be doing

A damn thing else that ain't this

Cause I'm on pace to be the one of the greatest

Get the bag, kill the track

Smoke the pack

Six Three One we getting that

It's the Neighborhood Reign yo

Ayo Worm go get that

Getting the bag

Give me time to brag

Cuz we spending it fast

Young white kid

In my basketball jersey

Got a plan got a vision

Breaking banks fuckin skanks

With the neighborhood crew

Every time you snooze

I gain another dollar

Like I'm taking from your pocket

Cuz we is the truth

Rip your heart your soul

Right of yous

No blues but I got a clue

Go check your bottom dollar

Shut up bout them pockets

Cuz we step over you

Oooohhhh

My franklins be blue

Fuckin that bitch in the back of the stu

She's with you

Nah I don't think so

Pull these hoes

Like I'm shooting free throws

With this sweet flow

You know they loving the swagger

Of the three young legends

Just making it happen

We tryna live the dream yo

Hit casinos Mack freak hoes

I'm a need me a boat

Cause my diamonds can't float

That is the goal

Rinaldo kind of success

Being the best in this craft

We peruse

Mo money mo issues

Then you ain't got a clue

Cause we coming for the bag mother fucker

Ha ha ha ha, he's just creative