4vrgeorge - bags Lyrics

Bags, bags, bags, bags, bags,Bags,bags, bags, bags, bags
Bags, bags, bags, bags, bags
Got a bitch, she so with it, but she so conceited
Fan ass ho tryna knock me down, but I'm on my pivot
I'ma slime my way to the top, I'ma be the richest
If a nigga diss on jump out, he gon' catch these switches
She want me to be her man, but I'm tryna count these bands
She said, do you got a plan, I'm just doin' what I can
All I know is get these bands, she want me to be her man
Drop a bag up in Japan, I put bape all on her friend
Bags, bags, bags, bags,bags
We hit the store, we poppin' tags, tags, tags, tags
I'm double R, I'm livin' fast, fast, fast, fast
She f*ck with me because I'm havin' racks, racks, racks
I smoke real za no grass, you play we on your ass
Them 223's go fast, f*ck nigga don't got no cash
Can't beef with me, you poor
Gotta run the shit up, no joke
I've been at this shit since four
Ask pharaoh, yeah, he know
Better watch that back door
That boy don't want no war
Tryna crash out bout a hoe
When these racks on the floor
Gotta tell a young nigga get right
Mm-mm, I ain't tryna fight
Yeah, gen five on me by my side
F*ck nigga, you gon' die
Bags, bags, bags, bags, bags
We hit the store, we poppin' tags, tags, tags, tags
I'm double R, I'm livin' fast, fast, fast, fast
She f*ck with me because I'm havin' racks, racks, racks
I'm just tryna count these bands
She want me to be her man
She say do you got a plan
I'm just doing what I can
I'm just tryna count these bands
She want me to be her man
Drop a bag up in japan I put bape all on her friend