Im in my bag
Im in my bag ya
Im in my bag
Im in my bag ya
I had to flex up my teamo on my bag
Check up teamo on my bag ya
Im in my bag
Im in my bag ya
Im in my bag
Im in my bag ya
I had to flex up my teamo on my bag
Check up teamo on my bag ya
I'm in my bag
Countin racks hit the most
Poppin tags wooooah
I got you mad cause I make more than your dad
If you so easy then me then why do i have your swag
I had to switch up switch up
Cause these n***as can't keep up
And i just want to get richer
And I'm still smoking on swishers
Im glamorous im fergie
Ballin like james worthy
Sippin on some dirty
Spray paint like kirby
All the hoes that curved me
Now they want to have my babies
Boy your pockets hurtin
No wonder why you hate me
I live life in HD
Im in my bag
Im in my bag ya
Im in my bag
Im in my bag ya
I had to flex up my teamo on my bag
Check up teamo on my bag ya
Im in my bag
Im in my bag ya
Im in my bag
Im in my bag ya
I had to flex up my teamo on my bag
Check up teamo on my bag ya
Don't bring your girlfirend to none of my shows
She might get stole
Took her like these n***as took my flows
Pockets still on swole
Like deebo
I shoot my shot
Then hit my blunt and then I reload
Winter still on froze subzero
I'm fire came up with no sweater
Ain't no cheat codes
Im in my bag
Im in my bag ya
Im in my bag
Im in my bag ya
I had to flex up my teamo on my bag
Check up teamo on my bag ya
Im in my bag
Im in my bag ya
Im in my bag
Im in my bag ya
I had to flex up my teamo on my bag
Check up teamo on my bag ya