Bag B4 U Lyrics

That money more important So please don't hit my phone

Cause clearly you not that important Bitch, I'ma need that bag before your ass

Oh yeah, I'm short Just pray on all my losses

Soon as I walk inside the court No, I want golden spoon fed

So I wasn't a good sport I couldn't do what I wanted to do

Hell Nah Iain playin' sports I went straight to Argentina, nigga

Then I got important Momma was workin' hard

Sometimes she couldn't afford the forces I remember my first pair of Levi's

Got that off the dice granny betty kept us straight

Didn't even know we was eatin' rice Instead of preachin' to the world

It's best to take your own advice When I was broke as fuck

I had to hustle, I ain't think twice What you know about comin' up

Inside the trailer with them mice Every day I keep a strong mind

They thought I was a pisces My cousin said I'ma be somethin

When I grow up, but they gon' bite it This shit come out the dome

Hell nah, I ain't gotta write it These niggas don't even pull up

No more when they got beef They just type it

That money more important So please don't hit my phone

Cause clearly you not that important Bitch, I'ma need that bag before your ass

Oh yeah, I'm short Just pray on all my losses

Soon as I walk inside the court No, I want golden spoon fed

So I wasn't a good sport I can do what I want

Hell nah, I ain't playin' sports I went straight to Argentina

Nigga, then I got important Momma was workin' hard

Sometimes she couldn't afford the forces She couldn't afford the forces, nigga

And for real, ma workin hard as hell, you know what I'm sayin'

Respect that, you feel me? She always had to hustle

Sometimes she just, you know what I'm sayin'? She couldn't afford it, so

You know, I wasn't trippin' I went and got it on my own, and

Believe that, nigga, I was like, ya I went in my bag, nigga

When I want it, son

When I want it, son