Big Bag

[Intro]

(A tsunami warning has been issued.)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]

I let the jet speed off, uh

I crave a million dollars, uh

These niggas lookin' sour, uh

I prayed up my toddlers, uh

I blew out the tires, uh

The Bugatti, yeah, it's too fast for me

Took off on a pill who asked for me

She suck on that dick gradually, uh

I grew up on sand, baby

I don't know 'bout this bitch, she a fan, baby

I don't fuck with this nigga he ran, baby

I don't fuck with this bitch, not a man, baby

Got this drip on my wrist she gon' glance at it

I don't want that lil car if your man had it

Peanut butter the guts in a 911

AK-47 with nuts and you very scary (ay)

What's the optimistic? I been out the trenches

What's the option given when you born a killer?

I been servin' babies, fuck a babysitter

I been nuttin' on her, never evеr kiss her

I just talk to God, not a fuckin' pillow

I don't fuck with fraud, I'm a real young nigga

Shawty keep me hard 'causе I'm havin' millions

And I'm so determined, nigga

[Chorus: Young Thug]

Big bag, big bag, like a fat cat, I wanna know where the racks at

I lock the dope where the latch at, got a new four-door, with the hatchback

Hundred mil' up, hundred racks in the napsack

Big dawg, big smoke, fuck a nat nat

She a Barbie and she livin' up to all that

Bitch ain't got no bag snatched all that

[Verse 2: Lil Keed]

I remember I was really lonely, now I got hundreds on me, yeah, I'm splurgin' with it

Pushin' up in a matte-black Tahoe, yeah, I'm havin' slimes in it

Told that girl I never rush, I'm always take my time in it

Biscotti that we hotboxin', you can come and get high with me

Uh, nigga ever play, we leave him dead, uh

Thirty shot hit him in the head, uh

Never hatin', I ain't never pressed, uh

You can pull a blick, we ain't scared

Yeah, air it out, you made the wrong turn (Air it out)

Told Gotit pass the hoe it's my turn

Everything I got, nigga, hard-earned

And I ain't been to sleep in the early mornin'

[Chorus: Young Thug]

Big bag, big bag, like a fat cat, I wanna know where the racks at

I lock the dope where the latch at, got a new four-door, with the hatchback

Hundred mil' up, hundred racks in the napsack

Big dawg, big smoke, fuck a nat nat

She a Barbie and she livin' up to all that

Bitch ain't got no bag snatched all that

Big bag, big bag, like a fat cat, I wanna know where the racks at

I lock the dope where the latch at, got a new four-door, with the hatchback

Hundred mil' up, hundred racks in the napsack

Big dawg, big smoke, fuck a nat nat

She a Barbie and she livin' up to all that

Bitch ain't got no bag snatched all that

[Verse 3: Dolly White]

Don't ever think that you counted me out

I walk up in Jeffrey, I'm cashin' out

Thirty some thou' for my bag, it ain't out

Three hundred thou' on my Rollie, watch out

Don't ever play with me, I'll air that shit out

I don't own this beat, but I'm walkin' it out

I'm runnin' in circles, these bitches exhausted

Give me a minute, this shit gonna cost you

I want the money mention when you talkin

I'm shootin' my shot, you will think I'm James Harden

Put some respect on my shit clear the way when I'm walkin

The fuck is you sayin'? I want all of my Ms, no Barbie

It's a slime party, you know that you're welcome to party (woo)

[Chorus: Young Thug]

Big bag, big bag, like a fat cat, I wanna know where the racks at

I lock the dope where the latch at, got a new four-door, with the hatchback

Hundred mil' up, hundred racks in the napsack

Big dawg, big smoke, fuck a nat nat

She a Barbie and she livin' up to all that

Bitch ain't got no bag snatched all that

Big bag, big bag, like a fat cat, I wanna know where the racks at

I lock the dope where the latch at, got a new four-door, with the hatchback

Hundred mil' up, hundred racks in the napsack

Big dawg, big smoke, fuck a nat nat

She a Barbie and she livin' up to all that

Bitch ain't got no bag snatched all that