Married to the bag that's a fact
She say she love me she lie
She say my love get her high
I'm kneeling calling on most high
Run it run it, making money that's Important
I got it I got it getting to the bag like I'm Goti
I eat it I eat it, eating these green like biscotti
I need it I need it, drop different style like I'm Gucci
Gangster with style that's a classic like me
Gentle but wicked don't wanna test me
I'm simple I'm gentle I'm not gentle man
Don't miss it don't miss it don't misunderstand
You wanna f*ck with me loyalty is a must
Don't tell me you love me better show it to me
Huh
Don't tell me you love me better show it to me
I'm dropping the bands like it's hot
All these bitches telling lies
All these Niggas talk they cap
I'm getting money not a cap
You talking much trash that's a trash
I'm wearing my money like vest
I got it I got it like pack
I'm running We running the town back huh
I'm running We running the town like back huh
I'm running We running the town like back huh
I'm running We running the town like back huh
I'm running We running the town like back huh
You know ain't telling no lies
All these bitches telling lies
That's why I gotta say bye
Ain't got no f*ckkng time
Don't know why these bitches they test me
Call me Nigga don't be texting
I'o got no time ima ignore
Speak up to me like a man
Sure got business to discuss
You ain't got one get off line
The line I lay don't you cross
Careful from ashes to dust
Making money is a must
Handle business like Italian
I'o joke with money like a mafia
I do what I want like a cartel
What's on my left wrist that a cartier
Move all these niggas like cattle
I can tell they boiling like a kettle
Bible on my nightstand light a candle
Pray to God I know he got me huh
Pray to God I know he got me
We dropping the bands like it's hot
All these bitches telling lies
All these Niggas talk they cap
I'm getting money not a cap
You talking much talk that's a trash
I'm wearing my money like vest
I got it I got it like pack
I'm running We running the town back
Married to the bag that's a fact
She say she love me she lie
She say my love get her high
I'm kneeling calling on most high
Kendric14hunnid - Married To The Game Lyrics
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Married to the bag that's a fact
She say she love me she lie
She say my love get her high
I'm kneeling calling on most high
Run it run it, making money that's Important
I got it I got it getting to the bag like I'm Goti
I eat it I eat it, eating these green like biscotti
I need it I need it, drop different style like I'm Gucci
Gangster with style that's a classic like me
Gentle but wicked don't wanna test me
I'm simple I'm gentle I'm not gentle man
Don't miss it don't miss it don't misunderstand
You wanna f*ck with me loyalty is a must
Don't tell me you love me better show it to me
Huh
Don't tell me you love me better show it to me
I'm dropping the bands like it's hot
All these bitches telling lies
All these Niggas talk they cap
I'm getting money not a cap
You talking much trash that's a trash
I'm wearing my money like vest
I got it I got it like pack
I'm running We running the town back huh
I'm running We running the town like back huh
I'm running We running the town like back huh
I'm running We running the town like back huh
I'm running We running the town like back huh
You know ain't telling no lies
All these bitches telling lies
That's why I gotta say bye
Ain't got no f*ckkng time
Don't know why these bitches they test me
Call me Nigga don't be texting
I'o got no time ima ignore
Speak up to me like a man
Sure got business to discuss
You ain't got one get off line
The line I lay don't you cross
Careful from ashes to dust
Making money is a must
Handle business like Italian
I'o joke with money like a mafia
I do what I want like a cartel
What's on my left wrist that a cartier
Move all these niggas like cattle
I can tell they boiling like a kettle
Bible on my nightstand light a candle
Pray to God I know he got me huh
Pray to God I know he got me
We dropping the bands like it's hot
All these bitches telling lies
All these Niggas talk they cap
I'm getting money not a cap
You talking much talk that's a trash
I'm wearing my money like vest
I got it I got it like pack
I'm running We running the town back
Married to the bag that's a fact
She say she love me she lie
She say my love get her high
I'm kneeling calling on most high
She say she love me she lie
She say my love get her high
I'm kneeling calling on most high
Run it run it, making money that's Important
I got it I got it getting to the bag like I'm Goti
I eat it I eat it, eating these green like biscotti
I need it I need it, drop different style like I'm Gucci
Gangster with style that's a classic like me
Gentle but wicked don't wanna test me
I'm simple I'm gentle I'm not gentle man
Don't miss it don't miss it don't misunderstand
You wanna f*ck with me loyalty is a must
Don't tell me you love me better show it to me
Huh
Don't tell me you love me better show it to me
I'm dropping the bands like it's hot
All these bitches telling lies
All these Niggas talk they cap
I'm getting money not a cap
You talking much trash that's a trash
I'm wearing my money like vest
I got it I got it like pack
I'm running We running the town back huh
I'm running We running the town like back huh
I'm running We running the town like back huh
I'm running We running the town like back huh
I'm running We running the town like back huh
You know ain't telling no lies
All these bitches telling lies
That's why I gotta say bye
Ain't got no f*ckkng time
Don't know why these bitches they test me
Call me Nigga don't be texting
I'o got no time ima ignore
Speak up to me like a man
Sure got business to discuss
You ain't got one get off line
The line I lay don't you cross
Careful from ashes to dust
Making money is a must
Handle business like Italian
I'o joke with money like a mafia
I do what I want like a cartel
What's on my left wrist that a cartier
Move all these niggas like cattle
I can tell they boiling like a kettle
Bible on my nightstand light a candle
Pray to God I know he got me huh
Pray to God I know he got me
We dropping the bands like it's hot
All these bitches telling lies
All these Niggas talk they cap
I'm getting money not a cap
You talking much talk that's a trash
I'm wearing my money like vest
I got it I got it like pack
I'm running We running the town back
Married to the bag that's a fact
She say she love me she lie
She say my love get her high
I'm kneeling calling on most high
Writer: Idris Sanyaolu
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid