GET A BAG Lyrics

These hollows going out the gun into his back

Brodie run up on me, yeah that's stupid, why you doing that?

I don't go outside without my piece, I keep the tool attached

If your bitch has been inside my house you know I blew her back

Why you talking to me if you cannot get a fucking bag?

Buying shit at Gucci I don't even check the fucking tag

Ever since a child I was trapping my first word was "crack"

I ain't ever missed, I'm spitting heat right onto every track, bitch

You must be joking if you think that I think you're attractive

I got all these hoes around me I could pull a bad bitch

Tryna roll up one of my homies I can't fuck with that shit

I'm addicted to these pills I don't think I can quit

You be asking questions like I have the fucking answer

If you run up on me I might give you fucking cancer

I got your bitch twerking on my lap, she a dancer

I don't need that hoe after I'm done I fucking pass her, yeah

These hollows going out the gun into his back

Brodie run up on me, yeah that's stupid, why you doing that?

I don't go outside without my piece, I keep the tool attached

If your bitch has been inside my house you know I blew her back

Why you talking to me if you cannot get a fucking bag?

Buying shit at Gucci I don't even check the fucking tag

Ever since a child I was trapping my first word was "crack"

I ain't ever missed, I'm spitting heat right onto every track