[Chorus]
Nigga, go get you a bag, go and get you a bag, go and run up some commas (Uh, woo)
I know I'm havin' a lot, but the money ain't never been one of my problems (Yeah, yeah)
I know these niggas be bitches, these niggas ain't on nothin', don't bring 'em around me (Woo)
Shawty got the best head, put some money on this shit like a bounty, yeah (Uh, yeah, for real)
I got some problems, but ain't gotta worry 'bout racks, nigga, I got it (Word, word, nigga, woo)
Whole lot of purple, my nigga, be sippin' on meds, I can't stop it (Sippin' on meds, woo)
I don't even think when I go and pop them tags, I'm just shoppin' (Shoppin', woo)
I went Margiela, then I wеnt Raf on my kicks, yeah, that's light (That's light, that's light, yeah)
[Verse]
Shawty, you bad (Woo), and you got swag (On God, yeah, woo, woo)
Light on thе barrel (Woo), extended the mag (I put a light on that bitch, woo, woo)
Rock ski mask, huh (Woo), this not fashion (No, I'm not swipin' a bit, woo, woo)
Told my brother relax, huh (Woo), but he still crashin' (Went and spinned on 'em, oh, woo, woo)
Shawty, this 'fit cost a arm and a leg (Yeah)
Fire lil' bae, she gon' ride on the peg (Yeah)
All I do is throw on the drip and they catch it (Yeah)
Ain't know she was goin', it's so unexpected (Word)
These niggas ass, get they contract shredded
You do me bad and I'll never forget it (Yeah)
Hop on a plane, to LA where I'm headed
My pants tight, these jeans fitted (On God)
I know they takin' screenshots, I ain't textin', yeah (Textin' her)
Take off my shirt, I'm tatted like a Mexican, yeah (Yeah)
You gon' need another engine, try and catch me, yeah
I'm puttin' you down on the swag, this the recipe, yeah (Boom)
[Chorus]
Nigga, go get you a bag, go and get you a bag, go and run up some commas (Yeah)
I know I'm havin' a lot, but the money ain't never been one of my problems (Yeah, woo)
I know these niggas be bitches, these niggas ain't on nothin', don't bring 'em around me (Yeah, oh, yeah)
Shawty got the best head, put some money on this shit like a bounty, yeah (Woo)
I got some problems, but ain't gotta worry 'bout racks, nigga, I got it (I got it, yeah, yeah)
Whole lot of purple, my nigga, be sippin' on meds, I can't stop it (Yeah, woo)
I don't even think when I go and pop them tags, I'm just shoppin' (Yeah, woo, woo)
I went Margiela, then I went Raf on my kicks, yeah, that's light (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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