
BAG Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Bag full of money keep spending, I
Never learn my lesson, slide
Through when I get checks in line
Seeing green like specs at night
Seeing green lights left and right
Telling me I'm next in line
'Round here no exit signs
And I only tell dead men's lies
Working for it all, mama I'm in OT
Feel it in my blood filling up the nosebleeds
Addict for the feeling that my talent OD
Color your own future, put the palette on me
Let me paint a future, put everything in it
Let me paint a future, put your baggage on me
Let me paint a future, make everybody winning
Let me get the bag and set your baggage all free
Retiree, how does that sound momma?
Retiree, how does that sound pop?
E-Y-E's getting blacked out momma
Til' my eyes see you with the bag on lock
Til' your eyes see a life stress free
I don't know a devil that gon' wanna test me
Flyer with the bag, you ain't ever met me
If you don't think I'm fearless
I'm a young Jet Li
Bag full of money keep spending, I
Never learn my lesson, slide
Through when I get checks in line
Seeing green like specs at night
Seeing green lights left and right
Telling me I'm next in line
'Round here no exit signs
And I only tell dead men's lies
Bank account need stretch marks
Ain't nobody stunting my growth rate
Bank account need check marks
Feed my kid's kid's kids at old age
Bank account need Kevlar
Try to shoot at it but that hoe don't phase
Bank account no memoir
Let face tell the story that's a poor trait
Forgive me, if I do wrong
Tryna grow my green, new lawn
I ain't catching a Z, Tucson
No rest for the weary I'm too on
I ain't gonna be no paperweight, nah
Generational, made a way, I
Hold more than our money down, hoe
Can't intercept, takeaway mines
Bag full of money keep spending, I
Never learn my lesson, slide
Through when I get checks in line
Seeing green like specs at night
Seeing green lights left and right
Telling me I'm next in line
'Round here no exit signs
And I only tell dead men's lies
Yeah I only tell dead men's lies
Only tell dead men's lies
Yeah only tell dead men's lies
Whole lot of talking, not a lot of walking
Momma I hope you don't see me that way
Really no option, now that I'm locked in
I can't be stopping til' you get pay
All of these toxins, killing my oxygen
But at least now I'm getting blue on my face
Skinny our problems, fatten our pockets
Money hungry really got my stomach in chains
Really, really got my stomach in chains
Really, really got my stomach in chains
Really, really got my stomach in chains
Money on the table I'm bussing it
Back, back, back, back, back, back, back
I'm bussing it
Back, back, back, back, back, back, back
I'm bussing it
Back, back, back, back, back, back, back
I'm bussing it
Back, back, back, back, back, back, back
I'm bussing it
Checks we don't sweat ma put it on me
Wet out the net we gon' put it on green
Red ain't a threat when you put it on heem
Baguettes on the neck we gon' put it on freeze
Checks on the set, we gon' put it on scene
X out a hex, we don't know of those things
Flex on flex, we ain't ever go weak
Bets you don't fret when you put it on me
On me