In My Bag (feat. Slime KD)

Devil keep knocking at my door What the f*ck you want Ima let the nigga slide My heart can't take no more Junebug he told me to ride I been here before I got in my bag yea I got in my bag She say she aint tryna f*ck I told her I'll be right back He say he want some smoke Well shit we'll see bout that Talkin all that gangsta shit Bitch you better be about that Cut his throat No more oxygen It aint have to be like dat I rolling up F*ck what you throwing up I'll get your whole hood wacked I just fucked a actress Now that bitch don't even know how to act I just fucked a actress Now that bitch don't even know how to act I aint dogging smoke I aint dogging shit But a SRT I aint need a stick To hit that lick on SRP I aint cuffing shit Unless I f*ck her and she bleed Come here I got in my bag yea I got in my bag She say she aint tryna f*ck I told her I'll be right back He say he want some smoke Well shit we'll see bout that Talkin all that gangsta shit Bitch you better be about that I got in my bag yea I got in my bag She say she aint tryna f*ck I told her I'll be right back He say he want some smoke Well shit we'll see bout that Talkin all that gangsta shit Bitch you better be about that Talkin all that gangsta shit Bitch you better be about that Talkin all that gangsta shit Bitch you better be about that Talkin all that gangsta shit Bitch you better be about that See bout that Told my nigga We gone B bout dat Told my bitch I aint coming home Until I see them rack Matter fact Let her slide wit me She can push the cat Baby harder than these pussy rats And that's a known fact Aint got no opps All these niggas clowns I'm at the bank I don't see em around 10 Racks up early Gotta make it count Amiri on my fit 30 Poking out Can't put your trust in niggas They'll let you down I went up on them niggas Took the other route I think about Jabrie And tears start coming down My only therapy Is with that money counter Conversation with bank He keep telling me get money Smoking zaza different strands Everyday a different onion Say how you dealing with the pain Percocets and them blue hundreds Hundred racks Did that this summer And I put that on my mama I got in my bag yea I got in my bag She say she aint tryna f*ck I told her I'll be right back He say he want some smoke Well shit we'll see bout that Talkin all that gangsta shit Bitch you better be about that I got in my bag yea I got in my bag She say she aint tryna f*ck I told her I'll be right back He say he want some smoke Well shit we'll see bout that Talkin all that gangsta shit Bitch you better be about that