blow a bag Lyrics

Kevin, this is nice

Uh, magic when I flip, huh

Trap it, then I dip, huh

Gotta get the snakes, cut the grass, huh

In the foreign land, pop a taz

Gotta pay that on my wrist

Yeah, dope boy shit

Never met a hood nigga so damn rich

Lately, I been getting to the money, man

I think this shit is funny

Hands down, I'ma pop my shit

Ain't no key, push button when I start it

Got a new watch for my girl, that's flawless

Blew a whole bag at Lenny's, that star shit

Dripped to the feet, got me looking like a target

Ha, I am a boss

Buy what I want, I don't care about the cost

My bae do new waves, now she taking off

Put heads to these bitches if you think she soft

Chanel on her waist while she counting the C-notes

Ten racks of verse, we don't do shit for free, ho

I just left the bank with a bag full of cash

She told me she straight, so she spent it on me, though

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Snakes in the grass, so I cut them at the neck

Hundred racks for the jeans, real talk, no flicks

Bust down watch, got my wrist so cold

Couple knots in my jeans, shit, the money don't fold

Charlie Sheen mindset, feeling like a winner

Went to Roof Crest, nigga, that's a steak for a dinner

I been low-key, got these other niggas mad

Now the deal came through, now it's back to the bag

Yeah

Uh, high tech when I sip

Uh, got a little bag into the dash

Uh, lately I been getting to the cash

Uh, magic when I flip

Uh, chop it, then I dip

Uh, gotta get the snake to cut the glass

Uh, in the foreign land, Papa Taz

Gotta pat it on my wrist

Uh, high tech when I sip

Uh, got a little bag into the dash

Uh, lately I been getting to the cash

Uh, magic when I flip

Uh, chop it, then I dip

Uh, gotta get the snake to cut the glass

Uh, in the foreign land, Papa Taz

Gotta pat it on my wrist

Oh, wait, look, huh

All of you bitches is needy

Cause when I was velvet and you didn't need me

Yo, you can hate on me and you can mistreat me

But now I'm your muffin, you bitches can't beat me

I see you looking, but you cannot see me

All of you bitches is fans

Defending the crowd, and show me your titties

It's funny how people be mad

A young female just tryna get to the bad

No matter how long and no matter the cost

Y'all niggas salty, y'all winning, you lost

I cannot make this shit up

My struggle was real, it was tough

Being a hater, J, make you look dirty

You bitches gon' soak in the tub

Started from the bottom, going to the top

Real MDP, I can never flop

Stepping on you hoes, clean you with the mop

Got the money now, we can go and shop

Hit the jewelry store, my diamonds look like rocks

Give my man the key, the safe is always locked

Used to be broke, but here's a little twist

Now I gotta

Gotta pat it on my wrist

Uh, high tech when I sip

Got a little bagging to the dash

Lately I've been getting to the cash

Match it when I flip

Chap it, then I dip

Gotta get the snakes to cut the glass

In the foreign land, papateks

Got a payday on my wrist

Uh, high tech when I sip

Got a little bagging to the dash

Lately I've been getting to the cash

Match it when I flip

Chap it, then I dip

Gotta get the snakes to cut the grass

In the foreign land, papateks

Got a payday on my wrist