Make that B.A.G. Lyrics

Hol up she said she want some money

Girl you ain't my honey

Hol up you you wanna make some cash

Ok girl throw that ass back

I'm a muthafuckin beast

A chupacabra

A problem

Nigga who the fuck gon try to solve it

Said my money stacked

Yeah that's facts

Ain't worried about spending

Cuz Imma make it back

Damn she threw that ass

Like a fucking quarterback

I ain't worried bout that shit

Let me get that sack

Yeah don't you see I'm just counting all this cash

Damn don't you see

Miyc just secured another bag

Money makin

Paper chasin

Yeah I'm feelin

Like the greatest

Staking money,

Yeah mayweather

Talkin down

Bet I'll catch ya

Oh

Got so much water on my neck

Oh

Don't you see all of my baguettes

Oh

I am taking off in a jet

Oh

On the way to get another check

Thumbin thru these hunnids

Like they was was bitches

Chase it down like I'm hunting

Nigga went from rags to riches

Oh

Ain't that you baby momma

Better get her

Ain't got no time for that drama

Damn

The crazy chick said that she love me

Had to tell her look

Like baby you ugly

I'm a muthafuckin beast

A chupacabra

A problem

Nigga who the fuck gon try to solve it

Said my money stacked

Yeah that's facts

Ain't worried about spending

Cuz Imma make it back

Damn she threw that ass

Like a fucking quarterback

I ain't worried bout that shit

Let me get that sack

Yeah don't you see I'm just counting all this cash

Damn don't you see

Miyc just secured another bag

M-i

Y-c

H-o

You know

How it go

Hol up let me move this bowl

Bringing in all the dough

Yeah I am on a roll

Like a bank

Y'all niggas still hate

When y'all can get your own cake

Got so much ice I need skates

The bitches love the money that I make

When my mouth open that shit is shinin

I'm surprised you can even see my diamonds

Got you main bitch

Now she wining

Cuz she want a purse

But I ain't buying it

Oh

Now you mad cuz I bought your boo oh

Yeah uh

Now she mad cuz I sent her back to you

Yeah uh

I'm a muthafuckin beast

A chupacabra

A problem

Nigga who the fuck gon try to solve it

Said my money stacked

Yeah that's facts

Ain't worried about spending

Cuz Imma make it back

Damn she threw that ass

Like a fucking quarterback

I ain't worried bout that shit

Let me get that sack

Yeah don't you see I'm just counting all this cash

Damn don't you see

Miyc just secured another bag