Get To The Bag Lyrics

In the club, with a buzz, shawty she knew who I was

High as fuck, crossfaded, bitch I took too many drugs

High as fuck, gotta medicate, bitch I had to finesse and jug

Moving fast on the interstate, getting this cash, it is what it was

Just like Ace of Spades, play my cards like it's poker

Uh, play her like arcade, bad lil' bitch I feel like the Joker

Run round town in a beamer' huh, bad lil' bitch she a schemer

Let's go, wake up I get to the bag, I had to get to the cash

Let's go, shawty she feigning so bad, she really poppin' some ass

Let's go, riding round town, drip like a fountain

You know these checks ain't bouncin', high like a mountain

Gettin' this cash, I'ma just keep on countin

Ayy, I think I need new accountant cause this money a little too much

Ayy, untouchable nigga you touch me once your ass might just get hushed

Ayy, unfuckwitable with young nigga don't fuck with me, you might get stuck

Ayy, kickin' on shit like punt, bad lil' shawty tryna come get drunk

In my mode just like a monk, runnin' shit up like Forrest Gump

All of my young niggas smokin' on runts, shittin' on hoes like I took a dump

Shawty she know that I'm a hunk, playin' my cards, play em like tonk

Just like Ace of Spades, play my cards like it's poker

Play her like arcade, bad lil' bitch I feel like the Joker

Run round town in a beamer' huh, bad lil' bitch she a schemer huh

Let's go, wake up I get to the bag, I had to get to the cash

Let's go, shawty she feigning so bad, she poppin' some ass

In the club, with a buzz, shawty she knew who I was

High as fuck, crossfaded, bitch I took too many drugs

High as fuck, gotta medicate, bitch I had to finesse and jugg

Moving fast on the interstate, getting this cash, it is what it was

Bad lil' bih wanna fuck with us, but told lil' shorty gotta earn my trust

Wrap this shit up like it's Dutch, she a lil' spicy, got a lil' crush

I like to snap and such, the Sprite got a double cup

Lil shawty wanna come get cuffed, too much adrenaline

Smokin' on medicine movin' too fast, I was stuck in a rush

Gettin' the money a must, in the jungle, I got stamina, bad lil' bitch

She like the aroma, smokin' on gas, she wish that I'd known her

I got the cash, designer my ass, I'm doin' the dash with

Louis V on my spleen, shawty she know that I'm clean

Money too tall, like Yao Ming, bad lil' bitch wanna hop on the springs

Servin with fiends, hangin' with fiends

Cat in the hat, niggas cap bout things

She want a lil perc, wanna pop that bean

They gon' scheme for me, doin' that shit so easily

Smoking on weed, niggas be fake like CBD