##BAGG Lyrics

Huh, yea, woah

I always been the one to make a bag

I be too filthy rich I take a

I be too filthy rich I take a bath

He sendin' shots I make 'em take it back

I shoot a text and make 'em take ya tag

Don't even bother askin' where she be

She havin' fun she naked shakin' ass

I got (Pshh) I don't like to uh

I got (Pshh) I don't like to uh

I got (Pshh) I don't like to uh

I got blunts I don like to pass

I got runtz, I don't light the glass

I got the shit that make ya see the past

I got the shit that make ya see the future

Man all you niggas broke you need a cast

Man I'm chillin sippin' on kombucha

When I'm mad I need a head to bash

Off that shit, I need to fuckin' crash

I got sticks if niggas wanna clash

Beat down, beat down, when I'm mad

Nigga touch feet down when I spaz

Ask 'em how the piece sound, wit the mag

Nigga got three counts 'till I blast on 'em with every

Round inna mag, bitch I better see

Pound inna bag, promise you will be

Found inna bag, Imma pull up creep round through the back

And I swear the beam will catch ya, huh

Will catch ya, huh

Huh, yea, woah

I always been the one to make a bag

I be too filthy rich I take a

I be too filthy rich I take a bath

He sendin' shots I make 'em take it back

I shoot a text and make 'em take ya tag

Don't even bother askin' where she be

She havin' fun she naked shakin' ass

I got (Pshh) I don't like to uh

I got (Pshh) I don't like to uh

I got (Pshh) I don't like to uh

I got blunts I don like to pass

I got runtz, I don't light the glass

I got the shit that make ya see the past

I got the shit that make ya see the future

Man all you niggas broke you need a cast

Man all you niggas broke you need a cast

Man all you niggas broke you need a cast

Man all you niggas broke you need a cast

Man all you niggas broke you need a cast

Huh, yea, woah

I always been the one to make a bag

I be too filthy rich I take a

I be too filthy rich I take a bath

He sendin' shots I make 'em take it back

I shoot a text and make 'em take ya tag

Don't even bother askin' where she be

She havin' fun she naked shakin' ass

I got (Pshh) I don't like to uh

I got (Pshh) I don't like to uh

I got (Pshh) I don't like to uh

I got blunts I don like to pass

I got runtz, I don't light the glass

I got the shit that make ya see the past

I got the shit that make ya see the future

Man all you niggas broke you need a cast

Man I'm chillin sippin' on kombucha

When I'm mad I need a head to bash bash bash

I need to fuckin' crash

I got sticks if niggas wanna clash

Beat down, beat down, when I'm mad

Nigga touch feet down when I spaz

Ask 'em how the piece sound, wit the mag

Nigga got three counts 'till I blast on 'em with every

Round inna mag, bitch I better see

Pound inna bag, promise you will be

Found inna bag, Imma pull up creep round through the back

And I swear the beam will catch ya, huh

Will catch ya, huh