Royal Queen - Bags In Lyrics

Bags in got them bags in
Ran it up a long time
Got them bands in got them bands in
We gone need a money counter
Trying to count this
Trying to count this
Ran it up a long time
Got them bags in got them bags in
Ran it up a long time
Got them bands in, got them bands in
We gone need a money counter
Trying to count this
Trying to count this
Ran it up a long time got them
Bags in got them bags in
Ran it up a long time
Got them bands in, got them bands in
We gone need a money counter
Trying to count this
I'm real raw with this
Let's cop a brand new coupe
And slice the top off it
I'm to true to this
Cop some true religion
I get the bigger picture
Then sit back and write my riddles fill my sprite up with some skittles
We ain't gotta show a pistol
Later we gone dead the issue
Niggas be out to get you
Niggas ain't even official
Walking contradictions
Snakes without venom
Swear I can never feel em
You want me dead then kill me
In my own lane I'm focused
I don't f*ck with no lame that's bogus
I don't need cocaine to cope
Only propane a help
Who put the cap in rap
That bitch ain't got no strap
I won't announce a name
Cause bitch I don't battle rap
Bags in got them bags in
Ran it up a long time
Got them bands in got them bands in
We gone need a money counter
Trying to count this
Trying to count this
Ran it up a long time got them
Bags in got them bags in
Ran it up a long time
Got them bands in, got them bands in
We gone need a money counter
Tryna count this
Tryna count this
Ran it up a long time
Got the bags in
Got them bags in ass fat brown skin
Cute face waste slim real nigga magnet
I ain't even bragging this money I've been stacking
Might cash out on a Mansion
Or take a trip to Paris Relaxation gotta have it
Peace of mind been trying to find
Seem like I'm running out of time
Never a better time to shine
Getting it in and moving it out
Keeping my head up
When motherf*ckers ain't holding me down
I got my bread up
Eye of the tiger and heart of a lion
Deep in this jungle protecting my kind
If it's f*ck me then it's likewise
I ain't had time to revitalize
I always did over analyze
Now it's time to make bitches recognize
I'm really living my best life Niggas still tryna progress right
If so nigga I'm on the next flight
In my profession progressions the only exception
Suite up for battle these words are my weapons
Strapped and still adding more to the collection
Might miss a few the majority gets it
Get you some money try keeping your distance
Stick to my guns Always staying committed
I'm dropping heat do this shit my city
On my way up it's a hell of a feeling
On my way up it's a hell of a feeling