In My Bag Lyrics

Havin' ice up on my neck, your bitch gon' look she stop and stare

Got so much shit up in my closet, wake up ion what to wear,

We gon' get off first like every time, no we don't play fair

I get money, I can't waist no time, came up servin' yea

We Came up servin', came up gettin' it, no dat I'm having

I'ma spend it spend me a ticket up in Lenox

I got a shooter, he a menace, know he a menace, he gon' blow

I got this shit on head to toe, he junkin', knockin' at my door

I'm in my bag, ain't stand no hoes

I get money, ain't worry bout a bitch, don't think I can save ya

Pull up, shop, like a pack of Skittles

We got different flavors ', you ain't talkin' bout money, see you later

We make plays just like the pacers, nigga, talkin' bout this and that

Till we pull up like Dion, waiters, we pull up, make niggas lay down

Bitch my chain, swing like a playground

Go on That hit, you better not make a sound, he walked him down

Littest in the city, I know they can't fuck with us

They tryna see where I been, just know I ran it up

Yeah, keep my pockets stuff wit money, you can't lil boy me

They know I'm having, keep that shit on, spent' five hundred on a Tee

We Smoke the best, come fuck with me, if you want this shit, gotta pay the fee

My diamonds, hit up like Bruce Lee, like, whats that smell lil hoe that's me

Bih this Dior, and good za smell that' shit up at the same time

I'm strapped up like a dike, keep some fire, I gotta stay with mine

They know that all we do is shine, these folks can't see me like they blind

Bitch, I'm on go fuck a stop sign, ball like Kobe, in his prime

Having Ice up on my neck, your bitch gon' look, she stop and' stare

Got so much shit up in my closet, wake up, I don't know what to wear

We gon' get off first like every time, no, we don't play fair

I get money, I can't waste no time, came up servin' yea

We came up servin', came up gettin', no dat I'm havin

I'ma spend spent me a ticket up in Lennox

I got a shooter, he a menace, he a menace, he gon' blow

I got this shit on head to toe, these junkies', knockin' at my door

I'm in my bag, ain't stunt no hoe