Bag (feat. Larae Milan)

First things first yall bitches know Not to play with Im the mutha fuccn Queen so you bet watch wat you say to Me I aint in the broke bitch agency Aint gon pay yo ass no mind if you Ass ain't paying me Bitches out they mind, they really Wasting my time. on my bacc like My spine Keep that pacc, on my Side. sip me and I sip my Wine. Niggas be out here lying I told you Mariee is fine, my wallet thicc like My thighs I been Slim thick but my baby made Me thicker, long hair, clear skin And My ass getting bigger Never worried Bout a bitch that aint a factor, how you Figure? When a nigga in her bag i Get a bag without a nigga Scamming niggas i don't chase after Them Well as far as i go I BnT with The timbs I make any nigga do what I want, Just by my mindset Got ya nigga Clocking my moves but aint his time Yet I hear my phone ringing in the room, Why you calling me? How you on my Page but you blocked, why you stalking Me Drive a nigga crazy on feet tryna Walk with me Bumb niggas asking For hugs nigga get off of me I let him eat my pussy then i pacc'd Him up Now he mad, talking bout why im Acting up? Nigga im getting money, gotta stacc It up My pacc talk shit and i bacc it Up We aint freakin, we aint speaking Nigga i aint no dummy Wasting my Fuccn time and you aint giving me Money I like thicc stacks, need the Bread for my tummy Bitches be Hating but fuccn love me I be in my bag i get a bag without a Nigga In my bag, get a bag without a nigga I be in my bag i get a bag without a Nigga Net worth, worth 5 6 figures My bag got the gas and the trigger Hoes hating and starring broke bitch Take a picture I be in my bag i get a bag without a Nigga Net worth, worth 5, 6 figures Big Bag take lil bag See the hate in ha face yea she BIG MAD Off another flight feeling jet lagged Beefing with me ain't gone get you NOTHING BUT A HASTAG All you hoes you clout, better think Bout what you say before it come out Yo mouth Real talk, no dumb shit playing with My top well bring them drums out Quick (Owhhh) Oh you thought it was Drought Bad bitch I keep a bag, never catch Me without I can't rest till I see a couple mill in My account If you was tryna come for me you Should went a different route Ya some fake ass, snake ass, hoe ass Bitches Like my hair dresser Know that I Keep them clippers you chose opp Over fan Shit it make no difference all you Hoes is my daughters like I birthed You bitches! Lay low for them hoes who play slow I been doing this shittttt, see a lot of Me in you hoes Always clocking all My moves, not on my time No track meet but I stay running Through they mind It's gone hurt to See me win, pray to god every night For give me for my sin... I done took a couple L's, know I was Bound to get a win... I been up since half time time, you Can check the score again I been in my bag, never once needed A nigga Know anytime that I call he'll be Quick to pull the trigga He do anything I ask without asking Im from Connecticut, but he say He Love my accent If That's yo nigga, Why youn ask him Why he love the way I taste from the Backend Say he wanna break my back in Save it for tomorrow mama just got Them bags in I be in my bag i get a bag without a Nigga In my bag, get a bag without a nigga I be in my bag i get a bag without a Nigga Net worth, worth 5 6 figures My bag got the gas and the trigger Hoes hating and starring broke bitch Take a picture I be in my bag i get a bag without a Nigga Net worth, worth 5, 6 figures