Cam The Artist - In My Bag Freestyle lyrics

[Verse One] I'm Causing That Havoc, Man I Couldn't Have It, I'm Making A Scene On The Strip Though Ya n***as Be Playing, Ya n***as Are Actors, But Guess Ya Stick To The Script Though Man I Don't Say A Word When It Comes To These Birds, Get The Order Then I Finna Whip Those When The Opps Off The Strip, Man We Moving Them Bricks, For A Key All My Goons finna Flip Those All These Blueprints Im Feeling like Hov 4 In The Morning Right Over The Stove I'm Single, Like I'm Making Stripper Bands f** b**hes, f** Cuffing, f** Flipagrams I Ain't Average, They Calling Me Different I Ain't Basic, There's Really A Difference 1225, Man I'm Gifted I Got Lean, I Got Perks, Man I'm Lifted Automatic I'm Letting The Clip Go I'll Let That sh** Fly At Ya Whip Bro sh** Is Popping, I'm Calling It Crisco That Clip Got Em Dancing, It's Looking Like Disco Bread And Mayo, I'm Boutta Go Ham Ya Just Front For The Book And The Gram I'm Where The Heart Of The City At My Shooters Send Shots At Ya Fitted Cap That sh** Automatic, This sh** Is Just Tragic, Get Hit With The Mop Like A Sweeper You Get Caught In The Ride, On The Pa**enger Side, Now You Talking To God Like A Preacher Cause n***as Was Napping, They Really Was Lacking, Them n***as Be Yapping Like Teachers Boy Ya Girl With The sh**s, She Was Giving Me Spits, Man I'm Done With That Hoe, You Can Keep Her [Verse Two] If My Goons Come Ya Way, I Won't Wave Em Off If They Want All Ya Jewels, Better Take Em Off And I'll Show You Just How Good The Timing Is Take Ya Watch Then I Ask Em What Time It Is That Nina A Thot, Man I'm Clapping It Hit Em So Fast n***a don't know What's Happening Hunnit Thousand A Day After Trafficking Now My Diamonds All Black Like An African I'm Worried Bout Riches, Ain't Worried Bout b**hes, I'm Leaving Them Hoes In My Rear View I Just Smoked Me A Pound, Got Me High as A Cloud, Man That sh** Was So Loud, I Can't Hear You I Was Up In The Cuddy, That sh** Was So Wet, That I Swore That The Kid Was A Scuba Diver Girl And She Fine, always Hitting My Line, Tell Her Send Me Them Nudes, Let me Scrutinize Her FaceTime My Side, Ima Pull Up Inside, She Gon Come Treat The Kid Like A Uber Driver Got 3 Hours Sleep, Now I'm Back On The Road, If I Don't Pop This Pill, I'll Be Super Tired I'm Putting In Work, Like I'm Covering Shifts, I'm The Cashier, The Boss And The Supervisor Tell Em Put On The Beat, Put On the Heat, Tell Em Stop Drop And Roll Like The Stu On Fire A n***a Don't Sleep, Got Me Pa**ing Out Won't Stop Till The Day That I'm Cashing Out And When It Comes Down To The Fashion Bro Style Is So Clean, Like I Entered A Fashion Show Everyone Dying, It's Devastating n***as Rather Be Thugs And Uneducated I Ain't High, Word To Mother I'm Levitating And I'm Moving In Silence, I'm Meditating