| I got that bag on me, I got that bag on me now
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| I got that bag on me, I keep that bag on me now
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| I got that bag on me, I got that bag on me now
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| I got that bag on me, I keep that bag on me now
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| They want to run down on me
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| When they see me them niggas is mad at me
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| So I walk around with it
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| Cause they plottin' and I keep that bag on me
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| I was a clown to them hatin' niggas
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| Yeah they used to laugh at me
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| Now I got to hold it down
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| Case a nigga feel like he want to come after me
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| Cause I got that bag on me, yeah I got that bag on me
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| I got that bag on me, yeah I keep that bag on me
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| They want to run down on me
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| When they see me them niggas is mad at me
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| So I walk around with it
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| Cause they plottin' and I keep that bag on me
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| Double R’s what we ridin'
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| Highbridge spelt in diamonds
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| Fell in love with designer
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| Then I fell in love with Rihanna
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| All I hang around is shottas
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| They’ll never ever tell your honor
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| Nina have em singin', na na na nuh
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| We can meet up anywhere you want to
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| Run it up, I run it up again
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| She was frontin' so I fucked her friend
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| Bitches callin' me a dog because
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| I don’t wanna fall in love with them
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| You could call it what you wanted cause
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| She gon' still let me fuck again
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| I’ma keep on countin' hundreds so
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| We don’t fuck with you Washingtons
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| They just want to see me starve again
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| Reason why I’m goin' hard again
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| Missed my target so I shot again
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| Missed my ex so I shot again
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| You a dub, you is not a ten
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| Just the money, I don’t got a friend
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| Told my hitter shoot, he shot at them
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| Left a nigga in the garbage bin
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| Now I got that bag fuck that shit I never had
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| Cause I’m going in for that shit
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| And I never laugh at a nigga if he doing bad
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| Cause nigga I been through that shit
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| But I’m in my bag, yeah my nigga, I’m in my bag
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| But I think you been knew that shit
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| How I make a track, and I’m making niggas mad
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| And I know they ain’t doin shit
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| They want to run down on me
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| When they see me them niggas is mad at me
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| So I walk around with it
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| Cause they plottin' and I keep that bag on me
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| I was a clown to them hatin' niggas
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| Yeah they used to laugh at me
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| Now I got to hold it down
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| Case a nigga feel like he want to come after me
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| Cause I got that bag on me, yeah I got that bag on me
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| I got that bag on me, yeah I keep that bag on me
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| They want to run down on me
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| When they see me them niggas is mad at me
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| So I walk around with it
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| Cause they plottin' and I keep that bag on me
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| Dreamt about it, then we went and did it
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| Double-R's, we was really in it
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| Pullin' up and they be in they feelings
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| It was all good when we was in the Civic
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| Sick jewels make your bitch choose
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| They all stare when the wrist move
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| And it all came from that raw cane
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| In the kitchen with the wrist moves
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| Give a fuck about your rap deal
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| I could show you how the cash feel
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| Run it up until the bags fill
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| Safe spot, keep stash sealed
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| Money money, I don’t sleep without it
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| Couple hundreds, I don’t leave without it
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| All my niggas got to keep it solid
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| Then if not then I don’t want to be around it
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| Now my bitch bad, got a C around it
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| I just took my neck and put a key around it
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| Money piling, I can’t see around it
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| So the pocket rockets, got to keep around it
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| We couldn’t just settle, my foot on the pedal
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| I come in Hell’s Kitchen and cook with the devil
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| I’m good in the ghetto, for real nigga
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| I be in the trenches with the night riders
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| And the pack pushers and the white buyers
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| I’m like Mike Myers with a knife by him
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| I could bring it to you but the price higher
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| Bust down, make the ice brighter
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| We ain’t really on sight typers
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| We the serve you on sight type of
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| Give it to you in a white Viper
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| They want to run down on me
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| When they see me them niggas is mad at me
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| So I walk around with it
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| Cause they plottin' and I keep that bag on me
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| I was a clown to them hatin' niggas
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| Yeah they used to laugh at me
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| Now I got to hold it down
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| Case a nigga feel like he want to come after me
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| Cause I got that bag on me, yeah I got that bag on me
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| I got that bag on me, yeah I keep that bag on me
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| They want to run down on me
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| When they see me them niggas is mad at me
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| So I walk around with it
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| Cause they plottin' and I keep that bag on me |