Dat Bag

Bout' to go get that bag, Boy I need that cash Counting shit all night I'm Poppin' through rubber bands (Rubber Bands) Talking to your bitch, she telling me that you the love of her life (Yeah) But to be quite honest, I don't care because I'm still gone' Strike But to be quite honest, This bitch mid and she ain't even tight This bitch think she God, she trying to lock me down and read my rights This shit here a stick up' Better give all your shit up' Hit a little nigga in his stomach' (Yeah) Told that little boy do sit ups' (Sit Ups) Told that little boy do sit ups' Told that little boy do sit ups' (Sit Ups) Told that little n**** do sit ups' Told that little n**** do sit ups' (Sit Ups) Ice you out, That's real love Ice you out, That's real love (Real Love) She thinking I'm a menace cause all I hang with is killers I fell in love with money quick' (Quick) If you never counted bands then you won't understand Yeah I'm about to go big on big and bout to pop my shit' Doing all this shit for all my n***** in the Feds I'm off all these trees baby' (Trees) I'm so serine baby' My name ringing bells baby' (Ring) It's ringing shell cases and I'm about to speed race That nigga DOA Cash checks at BOA Stack chips like Frito-Lay A Long time, Okay You know I did this shit a long time I'm about to, Stumble and run through all this shit hog tied I had to, I Prayed for these bands a mighty long time Ya dig that, I got this shit but never ran offsides Ya hear that, these n***** pussy trying to run both sides Can't do that, it's either you gone ride with gang or die That's a fact, you worried about a bitch cause that hoe fine You do that, I skirt off in a 4 door Bout' to go get that bag, Boy I need that cash Counting shit all night I'm Poppin' through rubber bands (Rubber Bands) Talking to your bitch, she telling me that you the love of her life (Yeah) But to be quite honest, I don't care because I'm still gone' Strike But to be quite honest, This bitch mid and she ain't even tight This bitch think she God, she trying to lock me down and read my rights This shit here a stick up' Better give all your shit up' Hit a little nigga in his stomach' (Yeah) Told that little boy do sit ups' (Sit Ups) Told that little boy do sit ups' Told that little boy do sit ups' (Sit Ups) Told that little n**** do sit ups' Told that little n**** do sit ups' (Sit Ups) Ice you out, That's real love Ice you out, That's real love (Real Love) She thinking I'm a menace cause all I hang with is killers (I'm with the killer's baby)