Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get The Bag, artist - A$AP Mob.
Date of issue: 24.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Get The Bag |
Gucci, that Prada, that Fendi |
Ice Cube, all about the Benjis |
Spend ten bands in Fendi |
A$AP, my niggas with me |
Niggas be talking that bullshit |
Your main bitch said I look gorgeous |
What I spent on my chain, that’s your mortgage (cash out) |
Brand new Porsche came with some horses |
Sipping that purple like Prince |
.40 my tool, that’s my wrench |
Ballin' like J-Kidd, assist |
Shootin that three like a swish |
Moving in silence, I need me some guidance |
I’m wildin' this money and violence |
Come out the projects, I want it, I got it |
Margiela just running through college |
Fresh out the Porsche, check out my shorts |
Best from the west to the north |
Catching some rec with my thots, aye |
Getting a check for my thoughts, aye |
Dripping in jelly, I trap off a celly |
I look like I’m rich in the 80's |
Droop with the grippy, I cruise through the bity |
I’m buggin out crazy, no brazy |
Ski mask on me so them niggas can’t trace me |
Car is so fast when I skrt they can’t chase me |
Margiela Marino now she wanna date me |
She see the money, now she tryna play me |
Hope out the Rari, go vroom |
I never lack, I stay with goons |
And you know Gucci my shoes |
Breaking the rules, stay on the news |
And you know my shot go swish |
Shoot from a three point, boy I won’t miss |
Smooky just caught a new lick |
Diamonds don’t drip, don’t front, you get hit |
Funny vibes, I can sense something different in the air |
It’s like a weight being lifted |
Take some hatred, oh I get it |
Really trippin' cause you broke and you in your feelings |
Let her go, she in her feelings |
Niggas can’t tell you shit, man, don’t know the difference |
When you’re in your twenties making parents' livid |
Cause you making millions |
Make em wanna live it than you make a living |
Over what you spent and making poor decisions |
Music for the children, hope they make it |
Major even independent, free them out the penni' |
Keep him out the prison, writing freedom with the pen and pencil |
MTV about a Interstitial |
Fuck with me because it’s beneficial |
Unsuspected like an incidental |
Chasing that bag |
They breaking my hoes in half |
Come on through stunting too |
Looking like a nigga dad |
Foreign bitches, pull up |
Type of bitches nigga wish he had |
Looking in the mirror, vision getting clearer |
I see why you mad |
Chickens coming in, they gotta go |
She ain’t fucking then she gotta go |
Wanna see me drown, I gotta float |
Best believe I get it by the boat |
Thirsty bitch, she wanna sit up in it |
Had your bitch and she be lickin' in it |
Car so big she wanna get up in it |
Tell the bitch to chill but she still catching feelings |
.45 that chopper, it ready to spit on you niggas |
All of my bitches, they fucking, they acting siddity |
Ya, stacking the guap, feel like Diddy |
All of my bitches get millie |
Popping that molly prescription |
All of my niggas they dishing |
I just go hard in the kitchen |
Bitches they fuckin', they lickin' |
Carti, I’m getting that, uh |
Told her go mind her own business |
'Fore I die, I’mma make a billie |
Stack a couple millie, 'Rari in the billy |
House upon the hilly, diamonds getting chilly |
Bunch of indie niggas with me repping Philly |
Oh lord, it’s the Hood Pope |
Shouldn’t walk 'cause I could float |
Model bitch, get a good throat |
Said she in love with the hood folks, god damn |
Nasty baby, 2017 |
Big ol' diamonds in my pinky ring |
Prada on me, bitch I do my thing |
I ain’t gotta talk to you niggas lame |
Disappear on 'em like David Blaine |
Combat boots on me like Major Payne |
These niggas is funny like Damon Wayans |
Boy you so broke, man that shit a shame |
Member times I was broke, now I’m getting that bag |
Member times I was broke, now I’m getting that bag |
Member times I was broke, man I’m getting that bag |
See I remember times I was broke, now a nigga chasin' that bag |