BOUT A BAG

Bust a brick down like i'm Chuck Norris I be racing to the check like run forest 12 on the block make a run for it We gone reminisce them days when we're done touring Yeah, across the whole world Why he mad I was fucking up on ol girl How he simping for the bitch like his whole life Big blues in the pot who trying to throw dice Hmm, yeah who trying to throw hands I be fucking on your bitch to these slow jams She go home swipe your card for like 4 bands She ain't giving you no pussy thats a whole scam Battle of the bands this shit RE-ROCK I need to re up I be running to the bag you need to keep up Oh it's cheaper by the dozen i need three plus Aye, Lil Flame Bitch i'm all about a bag but I aint DB Aye, you aint really ballin', you in the D league Hopping out wit diamonds, i'm shining, I know you see me Try to take it man these choppas come out 3-D Man I be touching more money than a bank teller Why niggas always got they hands out, boy I can't help em You want to live like this? you better start applying pressure This a hundred round drum, why everything I do so extra Look, I don't do the rap beef that's a waste of time Can't stop thumbing through these hundreds you should really try it Broke niggas see this money want to switch sides But we good everywhere f*ck your cosign I smell like YSL and Runtz not no Old Spice Heard you still selling grams, thats a slow grind I can tell you aint on shit boy you keep talking bout your old life I touch more money in a day than you seen your whole life Bitch i'm all about a bag but I ain't DB She go home swipe your card for like 4 bands Aye, you ain't really ballin' you in the D league She ain't giving you no pussy that's whole scam