Bag It Up Lyrics

If you talkin' crazy on the net, you better back it up

I been on for a minute, bro, you know I had to stack it up

Gun at my house, bro, you know I got my ratchet up

I be playin' with your hoes, damn, I got my bad habits up

It's a red beam on his nose, he tryna be a clown today

I ain't know how to make it out, but you know I found a way

I just pull up in a spaceship, bitch, I was flyin' in it

I just found some money in my drawer, bitch it got some knives in it

I heard the opps got a snake, they got a motherfuckin' drop on me

I gotta tell you how it started, I'm thinkin' let's rewind a week

If I pull up in your face, it's a drop, ain't no time to think

Yeah slide up on your partner, I'ma stop it before it turn to beef

I ain't trippin' on shit, it was me or them

I was spendin' time shootin' at the range, I don't need a gym

I was comin' for the kill, shoot my shot, they call me slim

They said it's two inside, I'm skippin' them, then you know I'm hittin' Sim

I was bad as hell, leavin' school, bitch, my dad coming

Beat it down, I slow it down, then I'm fast pumping

She know what I'm makin' at my shows, I just stash some

Why she sweatin' in the club like she workin' on a bag or somethin'

If you talkin' crazy on the net, you better back it up

I been on for a minute, bro, you know I had to stack it up

Gun at my house, bro, you know I got my ratchet up

I be playin' with your hoes, damn, I got my bad habits up

It's a red beam on his nose, he tryna be a clown today

I ain't know how to make it out, but you know I found a way

I just pull up in a spaceship, bitch, I was flyin' in it

I just found some money in my drawer, bitch it got some knives in it

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Bro, I could beat your ass, but I don't even feel like it

Bro, you been weak as hell, I ain't trippin', that's how we like it

Tell your man, get his bills up, I hope that he realize it

Bro, I'm feelin' sad as hell, I carry blues, cause I feel like it

I ain't trippin' on shit, it was me or them

I was spendin' time shootin' at the range, I don't need a gym

I was comin' for the kill, shoot my shot, they call me slim

They said it's two inside, I'm skippin' them, then you know I'm hittin' Sim

If you talkin' crazy on the net, you better back it up

I been on for a minute, bro, you know I had to stack it up

Gun at my house, bro, you know I got my ratchet up

I be playin' with your hoes, damn, I got my bad habits up

It's a red beam on his nose, he tryna be a clown today

I ain't know how to make it out, but you know I found a way

I just pull up in a spaceship, bitch, I was flyin' in it

I just found some money in my drawer, bitch it got some knives in it