Lyrics Bagging up Music - Fliptrix

Bagging up Music

Real writer
Real writer
Real writer
We’re the real writers
Real writer, real MC
More time cuz, got plenty
Drive Renault right now, soon Bentley
Got P for a QB if it’s hefty
Cops in the rear view, don’t sweat, g
Hit that weed in the vape then I jet g
Disappear when I kick-off like Jet Li
Develop P just zonin', raggo composin' ammo
Grand like pianos
Infinite with the death in the text, never shallow
My image is a shadow, reflecting my talent
Shadow must mean that light is apparent
In my mind is a palace
Entwined with the smoke from the chalice
Don’t choke, get embarrassed 'cause I hit that savage
Still inflict lung damage
Run rabbit run yeah there’s enough gutter trappers
All I’m baggin' up’s music
Bruv don’t confuse it
I been on this thing since day
Still forever reppin' with some new shit
Rackin' up Rackin' up
See my tracks here?
They be stackin' up stackin' up
Never static, I be the baddest
All over the atlas my rappin' be smackin' the planet up
I pull other wolves in my lap, right, no hangin' up
Man i got bangers like Ante Up
I kidnap the amateurs, hit em with punchlines-the hammerins
Made in black magic is tragic for challengers
I be a anarchist anchored in harrowing passages
Tryna get through past the barriers
Jettin' at harriers
Mandem are angry I’ve never been happier
Smackin' a track to piss
We take the game like a cancerous ravenous
Who said the blame ain’t on you it’s your habitat
You got the choice to just act how you wanna act
Poisonous actions assassinate character
All I’m baggin' up’s music
Bruv don’t confuse it
I been on this thing since day
Still forever reppin' with some new shit