In My Bag ft. 8SZN Lyrics

I might rap, I might sing

I do fashion, I might bling

I like cash, I'm a king

Not like you I do my ting

You might cap, you might cling

You do rap, it ain't clean

I got fans, you got no p's

Not like you I do my ting

I'm in my bag

You know that I'm Nevrrated, and I never lack

I cannot hang with fakes and Paigons

Only catch me with the gang

They sling me the beats, and I catch them all like Ash

They trash but think they the man

Come on bro, you ain't that

But we ain't clear yet

I'm still working them late shifts fuck

I'm stuck pouring beers yeah

I'm working hard I'm getting near yeah

It's like crypto in here

They just keep seeing that Nori coin

Go up and up, I think it's my year

I get my bag then I Dissa

Point the man that wanna see me lose

And the ones that don't rate me

Step Osiris I know they see the shoes

So it's hard not to stay clean

In the dance and they play my tunes

Clothes on runway they see the shoot

In the magazine I'm looking cute

In many lanes I can pick and choose

I stay scheming

I ain't feinding

New York and London the same weekend

Real leather loafers they ain't creasing

They'll never know but the pains deep, and

I'm in my spot and I ain't leaving

It's made for me

They left the throne coz they ain't beaming

Now I'm Bakk in my Seat like I'm 8SZN

(In my backpack)

I might rap, I might sing

(You can't match that)

I do fashion, I might bling

(Militant mind can't scrap man)

I like cash, I'm a king

Not like you I do my ting

(Said bro are we billing it)

You might cap, you might cling

(No red bull but we straight winging it)

You do rap, it ain't clean

(Your last chance less get to the scrimmages)

I got fans, you got no ps

(Killys around we walking our pilgrimage)

Not like you I do my ting

They say, how you do it so fresh so clean?

Don't u know it's built into my system

Grin teeth when they hate, they don't know I got wisdoms

Best from Gujarat to Kingston

I feel like the man now

Elevate everyday with the rhyme

And That's hands down

Big 8 either gripping a pen

Or a splee when the gang round

Wait they more like my fam now

It's all long for these dickheads

It's all long not here for the Passa

Cold heart I don't really do regrets

Best know she can't step in mi casa

My Zoobz fry off his head like Crisco

Their Shubz come like my Yr6 disco

Dotwav STARGO set the margin

And Kush built our golden gate like Frisco

It's golden

Seen the toad take a sip of my potion

Manifest then I put in motion

I'm like Len let me see your devotion

More fish in the sea

To keep me company

But fuck searching up all of the oceans

Concentrated can't dilute emotions

Put my energy into my poems

Don't give me back chat

You can't gaslight the kid

Breaking down fat packs

Simple drip Plane-Jane on my wrist

Came with a mad man

You know me and twin the same no Kiz

Told Nori I'll pattern that

Span it back same day

Best know I don't miss

It's 8