BAGS

Big body dreamer, we don't hang around no sleepers

Hallelujah, hallelujah, thank my creator so many blessings, don't sign no contract

From no stranger don't really rap on trap shit, you get trap

Shit when I'm angry sign the tape, all the shit up off my tongue be

Goin' crazy, like a random metal jacket you know you boys gon' have to straighten

Now ride around with my ride arounds, don't know what you are thinkin

That I'm strapped up or I got the pack tucked, nor am I dangerous

If you ride around, let you down like you ain't paid your bills lately

I'm civilian and a grown ass man, hardest thing above a gangster

Got no soul ties or no gold ties, fuck your pinky ring finger