BAG TALK

Hopping off that private jet got duffles on the side

Wrist on Vancleef, Cartier my eyes

And she gon let me hit it if I wanna, but just never mind

All this food up on my plate could feed a family of 5

It's dinner time, get me a plate baby I'm starving

It's winter time, put all the cars in the garage than

And you say you'll be fine, but in my city bae I'm a target

And they don't pity mine, quick to gone and empty out the cartridge

What's all this talk about he lost it,

I'm the mayor inside my city I need an office

I need a 5 star meal with the crawfish,

It's like they bet against me and went all in