Plat Gamma - BAG Lyrics

One thing bout me imma get to the bag
Two things bout me I remember the rags
Three things bout me I'll never go back
Last thing bout me I'm focused real bad
Got a thing for Ashley
So sassy
Balancing her classy with grabbin air habits
Would step to her dismiss my attachments
Getting to bag no time for distractions
Damn lil baby got me loosing focus
Roll up my weed headed out the door, bitch
Time to put my master plan to motion
Play after play out here doing dope shit
Drop another zero on the check
Pull up to the crib, be a hero then I split
Walk it like I talk it, I'm Migos in this bitch
Hands clean I'm tryna f*ck with RICO in this bitch
I been to the bag what I'm suppose to do
But until I get it Gamma unapproachable
Checked ya out little baby but you overdue
Now it's back to making plays I'm over you
One thing bout me imma get to the bag
Two things bout me I remember the rags
Three things bout me I'll never go back
Last thing bout me I'm focused real bad
What the f*ck you take me for
I ain't chasing no hoes bitch I'm chasing dough
Women really acting like they irreplaceable
My mama didn't raise a simp I can't relate to those
Bag on bag on bag yeah we taking those
My nigga's in the game eat like we ain't ate before
So tell them bitch made nigga's that be hating to stop it
I invested in myself when my payment deposit
Throw ya up hands up if you finding a balance
Between splurging on a chick and tryna find an accountant
Between working all day and tryna get some rest
But I asked for this life I don't get to rest
One thing bout me imma get to the bag
Two things bout me I remember the rags
Three things bout me I'll never go back
Last thing bout me I'm focused real bad