Thank you.
Cause we got the bag on, tell them we get money
We getting money, please do not act like you know me Cause we got the bag on, tell them we getting money Bitches gon' act like they love us, gon' cheat for the bag on Tell them we getting money
Young niggas flexin', we flippin' the bag off, tell them we get money You disrespectin', we droppin' the bag on them, nigga, we get money Please don't act like you know me, cause we got the bag off, tell them we get money Bitches gon' act like they love us, gon' treat you with a bag off, tell them we get money
Young niggas flexin', we flippin' the bag on Tell them we got money, huh You disrespectin', we droppin' the bag on Oh, nigga, look at me now I was the kid on the block, I was lyin' shit up Like some wash, it got hot like a fever Dropped out of school, caught some charges I never thought that I would beat them Free Billy, free Caesar
I see you fake it, I smell underneath of you mad as fuck It's funny they love when you down, when you up, they be mad as fuck
Man, I know some of y'all niggas catchin' them bodies, but them niggas virgins And I know some niggas who talk like they body, but just me don't hurt them
And I see them niggas who follow and copy and try and be the gang But we can never be the same, cause my niggas puttin' in pain We switchin' the game, please do not act like you know me Cause we got the bag on, tell them we gettin' money Bitches gon' act like they love us, gon' cheat for the bag on Tell them we gettin' money
Y'all niggas flexin', we flippin' a bag on them, tell them we got money You disrespectin', we droppin' a bag on them, nigga, we got money
Please don't act like you know me Cause we got the bag on Tell them we getting money Bitches gon' act like they love us Gon' treat you with a bag on Tell them we getting money
Your niggas flexin', we flippin' the bag on Tell them we got money, huh You disrespectin', we droppin' the bag on them, bag on them
Gang with us You do not bang, I can't trust you We carry no lames with us, huh You sis don't gang for a bitch Ain't no sorry she led you to stray from us, huh They talk about drilling They talk about drilling They talk about drilling Look
They talk about drillin', they talk about drillin' Talk about drillin', talk about drillin' And fuck it, you thinkin' I'm so bitchy Buggin' my anger, be shawty I'm into Buddha to Bratton And I love my guns, blow you back with them They get to panickin', lookin' up, feelin' that pain for them Bullet-stem hollows, it's achin', them legs, it's a-shakin' That man can do shit for you, he can get here with you R.P.
status, so no niggas missin' you
Cause we definitely missing you Told them I sucked up the music But these niggas tired, look Last year was into the drilling But fuck it, cause these niggas right, look
I told him I switched up the music, but these niggas really be tryin' And last year was into the drillin', but fuck it, cause these niggas right
We getting money, man.
We getting money, man.
We getting money.
We getting money, man.
for that.
