Bag Up

[Intro: Rick Ross] It's time to bag up I wanna bag up Break it down, bag it up We goin do it like that We talkin money bitch, tell m bag it up [Chorus: Rick Ross] Time to bag up It's time to bag It's time to bag up It's time to bag up Ya'll like that tone, right there? Think Imma do it like this [Verse 1: Rick Ross] It's time to bag, I bought the red Balenciagas Rip the tag off, I swipe the card if it's a lot before I smash off I roll the dope before we ride, I like to blast off Kill everything inside, before you take your mask off Fuck every bitch in ? before you here the last song They say my name the walk of fame, salute to Brad Jordan Broke down a brick, and told my boys they're on back order It's time to bag up Go to the dealer, get the Bentley, rip the tag off Go to the block and handle mine, I cut your ass off I put my apartment in her name, and plus her ass soft I'm tryna bag up, I bought the Yeezys, dyed them red and I wore that pare once You know I love you if I let you hit my last blunt In my two seater with two bitches, bout to lap up I'm bout to act up I'm tryna bag up [Verse 2: Scrilla] I'm tryna bag up, turned in my pistols for choppers, I dare you act tough Count up a hundred, told my niggas you should match one Won't get my shooters involved, they know action It's time to bag up, when money involved, these bitches change up No matter how much you ball, go put some change up Bought a brick for my plug, hit that bitch once It still was ten chuncks It's time to bag up, junkies loving my shit, I wip that batch up That bitch was all on my dick, she got her ass done She let me fuck all her friends, that shit get mad fun Love none, I'm tryna bag up I got my shit off the mussle, you doing tax frod Pussy nigga want trouble, we wack his whole squad Bought a key for my jeweler, ten on that gold yard I'm tryna bag up