NBA YoungBoy - I Got The Bag Lyrics
song lyrics "I Got The Bag" by NBA YoungBoy. Here are excerpts of the lyrics of the song I Got The Bag: Had to spend me a bag for the rock and shit Cut out the money, find out if she lyin’ to me You know my criteria resemble a devil...". find other song lyrics at Blog Nesialyrics. You can subscribe to this song through official digital media such as iTunes, Spotify and other official online media or you can listen to it through the Youtube.
I Got The Bag Lyrics
I gotta pour me some more muhfuckin’ mud
You know that the double R black (D-Roc)
Shawty hold it down for a nigga, you know that I fuck with that (Fuck with that)
Shawty ride around in a new Maybach
You know I stay low without codeine and Xans
I got the bag, I ain’t showin’ my hand
I take your hoe and put her in a Lamb’
I got the Aston Martin liftin’ up (Skrrt)
And I got the plate of money runnin’ up
And one diamond, two diamond, I’m doubled, they flooded up
Had to spend me a bag for the rock and shit
Cut out the money, find out if she lyin’ to me
You know my criteria resemble a devil
You know I spread dollars until I can spend ’em
You know for a fact that I’m takin’ her down
Big diamond like crisper, I know she a winner
Don’t like when I ditch her, lil’ shawty too tempered
Turn up on these niggas when I try to double up, double up
I done ran up my Ms, they know I fuck it up
Chase that money real fast, run it up, stack it up
Hit the crib and Maybach and it long like a bus
I can’t settle for one, all these hoes I done fucked
Spend a check on AP, one for her and for her
Got my fit lookin’ like that I sponsor cigar
And you know that it’s tough, that’s a Moncler puff
Bitch, you know I’m a thug
Chill all day, back to back, sippin’ mud
Don’t care what type of nigga that her last dude was
And I ain’t even really tryna trip ’bout the girl
Fuck with her, I give her money up and I blew a dub
Twenty ball came from the extras that I paid for the case
‘Cause the court got a case on us
Don’t care what they say, they can’t X out us
Louis straight from New York, been the one from the start
This a rich nigga heart
Had to spend me a bag for the rock and shit
Cut out the money, find out if she lyin’ to me
You know my criteria resemble a devil
You know I spread dollars until I can spend ’em
You know for a fact that I’m takin’ her down
Big diamond like crisper, I know she a winner
Don’t like when I ditch her, lil’ shawty too tempered
Turn up on these niggas when I try to double up, double up
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