Rich The Kid - That Bag (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Rich The Kid & Lil Durk] Trap You know what I need You know Rich had to get 2X on this muthaf**a Racks! Cash Gang! Woo [Verse 1: Rich The Kid] [I might pop a perc and just go crazy f**ing on your b**h like I want babies Diamonds hit like Rocky b**h I'm famous Walking with a hundred b**h I made it Leaning and tripping on two pills Sippin' on pints of the double seal They told me to stop but I'm sippin' still Yo hoe putting up but she know the drill Momma' said be patient I had no Mercedes I was on the block I trapped that rock, like back in the 80s Just know that I pour up a whole pint Like f** it I'm back on the dirty Sprite I'm catching the plays like Jerry Rice My young n***as k**ing might take your life My teachers said I couldn't do right Pull up in Porsche and it's all white I'm all in her head like f**ing lice Play with the money you pay the price [Hook: Rich The Kid] What you need? I just want a bag with the cash in it In the kitchen with no dishes but some bad b**hes I just want a bag with the cash in it How we living, go and get it adding up them digits I just want a bag with the cash in it I need my money on time, each and every dime I just want a bag with the cash in it Just need a b**h that can dab with me [Verse 2: Lil Durk] That's a draco n***a Full of them peso n***as, I pop out the cut like Fredo n***a And these police n***as, better watch 'fore a n***a put a case on n***as (Let's get it!) And these feds on me, feds on me, talkin' on a payphone n***a And I f**ed off of [?], IG hoes, I done f**ed them all Last plug ain't f**in' wit me, 50 pounds I done tore them off Chiraq is a mad city, no act, gotta keep red wit me New car, do the dash silly Quavo, do the dab with me Go Hard, Chanel or Goyard Free 9, bring him home with no charge Fake frames, take those off Designer, designer, designer sh** Chiraq and Atlanta sh** Robbed his a** while you panicking Fresher than a f**in' mannequin I blew it back on that fast sh** [Hook: Rich The Kid] What you need? I just want a bag with the cash in it In the kitchen with no dishes but some bad b**hes I just want a bag with the cash in it How we living, go and get it adding up them digits I just want a bag with the cash in it I need my money on time, each and every dime I just want a bag with the cash in it Just need a b**h that can dab with me [Verse 3: Rich The Kid] I might pop a xan and just go lazy But I got them workers so they pay me I got all these b**hes like I'm pimpin' And your baby momma' now she drippin' Walking around with a lot of cash Rari' I ride with a paper tag Momma' she said that I'm living fast I need to slow down but I do the dash Put my wrist in it when I'm whippin' up I got your b**h she gon' cook it up f**in her all on the furniture She don't speak no English a foreigner b**h quit playing I'm dangerous I got the molly and Katie I'm f**in her she call me baby Ain't go for it, you better pay me Dressed in Givenchy I'm dabbing Bricks disappearing no magic You talking my money it's savage A whole lotta' racks cause I gotta have it [Hook: Rich The Kid] What you need? I just want a bag with the cash in it In the kitchen with no dishes but some bad b**hes I just want a bag with the cash in it How we living, go and get it adding up them digits I just want a bag with the cash in it I need my money on time, each and every dime I just want a bag with the cash in it Just need a b**h that can dab with me