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