Bag Getter (Radio Edit) Lyrics

I am a bag getter

I want the hunnids and fifties and tens

And n***** is mad with ya

We keep on balling i'm counting the wins

I gotta get back with ya

The money keep calling i'm buzzing it in

No cap in my raps, n****

I told all my bros that we destined to win

Aye destined to win

I'm seeing blessings and blessings again

I'm with the clique, we hit the strip

We at the club and we flexing again

Shawty said her name, Maxine

Yeah the face nice but her ass mean

Looking like a sprinter on the track team

Or someone I done seen off on a flat screen

Is you rolling or not

We gon' get litty and we go to the spot

This is my city I know it get hot

Call all ya friends tell them come through

Yea show what you got

Elevator, we gon' go to the top

There ain't no rules when you rolling with Scott

B**** imma do what I want to

I am a bag getter

I want the hunnids and fifties and tens

And n***** is mad with ya

We keep on balling i'm counting the wins

I gotta get back with ya

The money keep calling i'm buzzing it in

No cap in my raps, n****

I told all my bros that we destined to win

Yo Scott

What's good it's Jae

I couldn't be there cuz you know my daughter coming soon

But I just wanted to tell you man stay focused bro

Get the money

Once you get the money you get the power

Get to the bag man, you a bag getter

Ill Intent the gang

You heard

I am the one with the bag,

I told her get what you like and don't look at the tag

She fell in love with the cash

Broke in the past

Keep a lil' dope in the stash

I'm the one making demands

I disappear for a week and came back with a tan

Ooh Scotty P is the man

I keep some ice on her wrist and her ass in the sand

She like a n**** with goals

I like a woman with soul

I took control

I made a plan for the bros

First we gon' take over the state then we take on the globe

Friends turn to foes

I had a plenty of those

But I'm ready to go

And I'm feelin' myself and I guess that it shows

Ya know what it is

We gon' get litty and go to the crib

She bout the shit cuz she know that I'm lit

Nana so wet I could row in that s***

I'm trimming the fat and fulfilling a calling

They treated me foul and I'm still out here balling

If they all want the smoke then I'm killing them all then

I am a bag getter

I want the hunnids and fifties and tens

And n***** is mad with ya

We keep on balling i'm counting the wins

I gotta get back with ya

The money keep calling i'm buzzing it in

No cap in my raps, n****

I told all my bros that we destined to win

But over here we getting to the bag man

Y'all playing the game all wrong man

Get ya mind right get ya money tight

Ya heard, take care of ya peoples

I don't know what y'all boys doing over there man