Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bag on Me, artist - A Boogie Wit da Hoodie. Date of issue: 29.12.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bag on Me |
| I got that bag on me, I got that bag on me now |
| I got that bag on me, I keep that bag on me now |
| I got that bag on me, I got that bag on me now |
| I got that bag on me, I keep that bag on me now |
| They want to run down on me |
| When they see me them niggas is mad at me |
| So I walk around with it |
| Cause they plottin' and I keep that bag on me |
| I was a clown to them hatin' niggas |
| Yeah they used to laugh at me |
| Now I got to hold it down |
| Case a nigga feel like he want to come after me |
| Cause I got that bag on me, yeah I got that bag on me |
| I got that bag on me, yeah I keep that bag on me |
| They want to run down on me |
| When they see me them niggas is mad at me |
| So I walk around with it |
| Cause they plottin' and I keep that bag on me |
| Double R’s what we ridin' |
| Highbridge spelt in diamonds |
| Fell in love with designer |
| Then I fell in love with Rihanna |
| All I hang around is shottas |
| They’ll never ever tell your honor |
| Nina have em singin', na na na nuh |
| We can meet up anywhere you want to |
| Run it up, I run it up again |
| She was frontin' so I fucked her friend |
| Bitches callin' me a dog because |
| I don’t wanna fall in love with them |
| You could call it what you wanted cause |
| She gon' still let me fuck again |
| I’ma keep on countin' hundreds so |
| We don’t fuck with you Washingtons |
| They just want to see me starve again |
| Reason why I’m goin' hard again |
| Missed my target so I shot again |
| Missed my ex so I shot again |
| You a dub, you is not a ten |
| Just the money, I don’t got a friend |
| Told my hitter shoot, he shot at them |
| Left a nigga in the garbage bin |
| Now I got that bag fuck that shit I never had |
| Cause I’m going in for that shit |
| And I never laugh at a nigga if he doing bad |
| Cause nigga I been through that shit |
| But I’m in my bag, yeah my nigga, I’m in my bag |
| But I think you been knew that shit |
| How I make a track, and I’m making niggas mad |
| And I know they ain’t doin shit |
| They want to run down on me |
| When they see me them niggas is mad at me |
| So I walk around with it |
| Cause they plottin' and I keep that bag on me |
| I was a clown to them hatin' niggas |
| Yeah they used to laugh at me |
| Now I got to hold it down |
| Case a nigga feel like he want to come after me |
| Cause I got that bag on me, yeah I got that bag on me |
| I got that bag on me, yeah I keep that bag on me |
| They want to run down on me |
| When they see me them niggas is mad at me |
| So I walk around with it |
| Cause they plottin' and I keep that bag on me |
| Dreamt about it, then we went and did it |
| Double-R's, we was really in it |
| Pullin' up and they be in they feelings |
| It was all good when we was in the Civic |
| Sick jewels make your bitch choose |
| They all stare when the wrist move |
| And it all came from that raw cane |
| In the kitchen with the wrist moves |
| Give a fuck about your rap deal |
| I could show you how the cash feel |
| Run it up until the bags fill |
| Safe spot, keep stash sealed |
| Money money, I don’t sleep without it |
| Couple hundreds, I don’t leave without it |
| All my niggas got to keep it solid |
| Then if not then I don’t want to be around it |
| Now my bitch bad, got a C around it |
| I just took my neck and put a key around it |
| Money piling, I can’t see around it |
| So the pocket rockets, got to keep around it |
| We couldn’t just settle, my foot on the pedal |
| I come in Hell’s Kitchen and cook with the devil |
| I’m good in the ghetto, for real nigga |
| I be in the trenches with the night riders |
| And the pack pushers and the white buyers |
| I’m like Mike Myers with a knife by him |
| I could bring it to you but the price higher |
| Bust down, make the ice brighter |
| We ain’t really on sight typers |
| We the serve you on sight type of |
| Give it to you in a white Viper |
| They want to run down on me |
| When they see me them niggas is mad at me |
| So I walk around with it |
| Cause they plottin' and I keep that bag on me |
| I was a clown to them hatin' niggas |
| Yeah they used to laugh at me |
| Now I got to hold it down |
| Case a nigga feel like he want to come after me |
| Cause I got that bag on me, yeah I got that bag on me |
| I got that bag on me, yeah I keep that bag on me |
| They want to run down on me |
| When they see me them niggas is mad at me |
| So I walk around with it |
| Cause they plottin' and I keep that bag on me |