A Bag Lyrics

Youngworld fresh out the bing

Now back in the building

Going hard killing this thing

Do more than just feel this

Im here like a stereo system

Built in your car

Now piss me off brains turn to sauce

Grenades to lift up his car man

In my bag bro

Hard body east coast shit

Ego is just debo big

Your man style he so bitch

Go get it on the frontlines

Foes running through em like a stop sign

Flow sizzling and more hot lines

Call it torcher without dying

Oughta pop just leave em there

Get knocked out your sneakers yea

And show you how to do this thing

All in ya crib its a search and seizure here

Look we dont care

Either you ready or not

Three pointer baby i reggie the rock

Curry the pot comes to the music

Dont even bother i bury a block

Bars dope call it soul food

Need the beats get the protools

Really live it im no fool

Blowing fast like dope move

Hard man when will you learn

Like on the block keeping a burner

Putting a bird up spot gotta earn her

Pitching the highs like tina & turner

On my grind boy

Dont you waste my time boy

If theres a problem

You better bring that iron boy

Leave em flattened boy

Flatter than a iron board

Been a hotter boy

On that master p bout it boy

Now get it aint gotta push raw

This get you high like its cooked hard

That so raw your toes numb

You retard i go dumb

Star in this look like a movie

And really you dare not to move me

Killing it sound like a oozie

Dope is you dealing get hit in your cuji

Scheming by taking your room keys

She down cause your chick is a groupie

Ever been hit with the cool heat

Who is you fooling brains will be oozing

Keep going till my bread long

And head on that king kong

Your chick lips on this stick

And aint getting off this ding dong

Get it man really im balling

Pricing and high like im jordan

Denver you washed up like orton

Business we talking bout to go corporate

Main attraction

More flips than that gymnastics

Add up all the cash

Its basicer than mathematics

On my grind boy

Dont you waste my time boy

If theres a problem

You better bring that iron boy

Leave em flattened boy

Flatter than a iron board

Been a hotter boy

On that master p bout it boy

On my grind boy

Fashion nova tom ford

If it aint a bag

Aint got much time for it

And a rock boy

Pressure you apply it boy

Now rising boy

On that master p bout it boy

So dope you hit the jackpot

When flowing homes call it crack rock

Yea i ball i been a guard

And now taking over your black tops

Man is you getting the picture

Why dont you zip it and listen

Think that the game like the women

Really im in it get hit like a stripper

Spend on her cause a big tipper

Stars aligned im the big dipper

Light skinned type brown skin

Treat em both like they twin sisters

This isnt hard to do

Came from a honor roll

Switching my styles like a audible

Booming and ride like harleys do

Loving a harley dude

She wanna ride and got a man

A party pooper

Might have to scoop her call her a uber

Get me some straps so I can screw her

kill that dog with the shit talking

Put em back of a milk carton

When getting cash you milk on it

Do this thing till my wrist frozen

Really man quit with the talking

Just like a chick when she stalling

But getting em wet like a faucet

Digging the kid branding like spalden

Aim to get rich this ain't a game

So give me the cash

Stick up the game haters ya lame

And love me a woman that get to a bag

Killing the game im the man

Plus half of these dudes is ass

Really and dont mean to brag

Bigger the bank you get to it fast

Main attraction

More flips than that gymnastics

Add up all the cash

Its basicer than mathematics

On my grind boy

Dont you waste my time boy

If theres a problem

You better bring that iron boy

Leave em flattened boy

Flatter than a iron board

Been a hotter boy

On that master p bout it boy

On my grind boy

Fashion nova tom ford

If it aint a bag

Aint got much time for it

And a rock boy

Pressure you apply it boy

Now rising boy

On that master p bout it boy