Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Get The Bag , by - A$AP Mob. Release date: 24.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Get The Bag |
| Gucci, that Prada, that Fendi |
| Ice Cube, all about the Benjis |
| Spend ten bands in Fendi |
| A$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 |