Get The Bag! (feat.Oxyist)

Look at my goddamn chain Look at my goddamn ring Goddamn look at that shit bling Big gas in the Stu I'm smelling (That, shit stank) Recon,on my wrist is a becon (Glah, Glah, Glah) I'm flying to hard I'm babing (Nah) On the block pistol packing Nigga I'm outside nigga I'm never lacking Nigga ain't call me he cappin I'm on the block pistol packing (Uh, Huh) I get the bag I get the backin (Yea, Bitch) My bitch come in from the backin (Ha, Ha, Ha) Got rich to quick I feel like Batman (Glah, Glah) You know that I am the man man (Glah) My Glocks don't fucking jam jam (Grddd) In the Stu and I'm going ham ham I was in the hood and I figured it out (And I figured it out bitch) On god I buried a whole mill on god nigga ima dig it out (Dig it out now fucker) Me and my bro we smoking loud Gas so loud like what is that sound Talking that shit nigga shoot down your house (Glrrdd) I got a gun and it make it go bow Twenty-Four bullets I'm like nigga how (How?) Come to close my gun go pow You goin pull up later or now? Niggas be mad cuz I'm stealing there style Wierd ass nigga he in lost and found I need to go like I'm climbing a mount Come to close send shots to your mouth (Uh,huh) Me and my gang we come from the south (Bitch) You is a bitch get hit to the ground Me and my gang nigga we in town I got a Glock and it got .40 rounds You trynna shoot my nigga like how We goin make it nigga no doubt So many bands bro I cannot count