IN MY BAG Lyrics

These bitches maaaad

But I don't pay em like that business that they mindin

So don't worry bout mines

Let me clear the air

Just say yous a lame

And you'll never find a vibe raw as mine

I stay in my lane and run it up

Yeah

Huh

Knowledge is power

I can start over from based on what I know

Already done came up with ways on how to cross a motherfucka

Like a game of tic-tac-toe

Before a motherfucka can cross me on the low

Like a snake

These bitches like to slither round my energy

Just to contemplate on how they gone throw shade around my shine

How you bothered by my shine

Everybody has they time

So wait in line

I have so many personalities

I don't need no co-sign

I'm out that contract

Now it's time to get on my grind

I'm up now

You bitches

Still

Stuck

Huh

Yuck

Damn

Yeah

You bitches

Still

Stuck

Huh

Yuck

Damn

I'm in my bag

I'm in my bag

I'm in my bag

Yeah

I'm in my bag

I'm in my bag

I'm in my bag

Yeah

Huh

Yeah

Hmm

I'm in my baaag yeeeeah

Nah

Huh

I ain't letting up

Yeah

Can't let up

Yeah

Too many motherfuckas is watching

Some that's hating on me probably plotting

I can feel the bad energy from miles away

I'm always spotting

Bitch tryna take my style and mannerisms

But it's flopping

If you wanna compete up with me

Bitch stop jogging

Stay tuned because my career about to blow up real soon

So you hating ass bitches keep stalking

My flow on this beat to hard

So that's why your head can't help but keep on knodding

Motherfuckas studying my lyrics with pen and paper jotting

Stupid hoes stay tryna throw shade

But I stay dodging

Bitch

Shit crazy

Stay in your motherfuckin lane

Worried about me