My Bag ft. Krazy Khano Lyrics

Follow me, follow me, follow me

Dash

Run up, yeah we gonna run up the racks

Get in the cab, jump in the back

Ain't no complaints so no fumbling that

Wondering if I'mma worry but I do not crack under pressure

Back and bet it do not matter the measure

Notice that I'm coming back for the leisure

Keep it and treat it as lack of a treasure

Gotta stay woke for the lack of z-z's

Known to attack the freebies

Don't get attached to these things

Fight for the bag and price for the max

Like I'm finna grab my Nikes from my cash

Then swipe for the gram

Nowadays ain't no time for the gram

But I'm the one you onto

Ayyy yeah

Flows on flows for the flows on flows

Gave y'all bars for the low on low

Now they ask who did and no one knows

Best to believe, I'm dead to the fiends

But best to the rest and definitely

I will get to decease these pests

Finna weak for less than the seven gets

Outta my mind but all in my bag

I'm calling out rappers, borderline trash

Finna go nuts like I've been all in my cashews

Finna get lost, I passed you

Ask me why and I say coz I just have to

It's manda-Tory

Tryna get all in my Lanez, then it's finna get gory

Donny been getting the glory

Ain't no attention that I was getting

I don't get it

Ain't that sad

And you been messing while I been stressing

Never respect when I minimized cash yeah

Blessings and direction

Now I be heading into my bag yeah

Blessings, into my bag

Counting the rest and into my bag

Ain't no attention that I was getting

I don't get it

Ain't that sad

And you been messing while I been stressing

Never respect when I minimized cash yeah

Blessings and direction

Now I be heading into my bag yeah

Blessings, into my bag

Counting the rest and into my bag

I be heading to merrier sounds

Like I wrote this laying in my lounge

Watered down rappers

Don't use that head

Only rap about head

I'm ahead of you now

Lighting the set, burn it down to the ground

Severe damage, no one going out

Like we in a bad show

Fast mode, we get the cash flow

My bag is a god darn gown

Man man stomach don't growl, it growl

The hunger don't stop

It just simmer down for a while

Then it's back to the raps for the bags and a crown

I'mma bad little man trying to steal your allowance

Shorty back up when she hear the cash drop

Take you the ass shop

Make you give the back shots

Blast off when you make the last drop

Like it's a trap house

Pack out, I ain't goin rat out

Under no wing, you chickening out

When nobody eating your dish

Bring me that bling, talking bout to the point

That she wanna sing on my uh

Get digits for the drip

Fully loaded and gritty with the grip

Keep it loud, don't silence that shit

Bet you go loud when around security

Insecure lip

Getting too strict when I'm sipping a nip

Like I'm licking a clit, they be feeling it lit

Bet you thumping this shit

When you flip in your whip

Finna spin in the clip

Like that Malcom X clip

Ain't no chance, this a certified plan

Making the jabs, back to the lab

I need my bag, my bag

Ain't no attention that I was getting

I don't get it

Ain't that sad

And you been messing while I been stressing

Never respect when I minimized cash yeah

Blessings and direction

Now I be heading into my bag yeah

Blessings, into my bag

Counting the rest and into my bag

Ain't no attention that I was getting

I don't get it

Ain't that sad

And you been messing while I been stressing

Never respect when I minimized cash yeah

Blessings and direction

Now I be heading into my bag yeah

Blessings, into my bag

Counting the rest and into my bag