Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bag, artist - Gummy. Date of issue: 10.04.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bag |
| Just hit a button Morty give me a beat! |
| Alright okay umm… |
| (It's Memphis) |
| Yeah Yeah |
| You know what time it is |
| Racks in the… Racks! |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Ya ya! |
| I get the bag and I run it up aye |
| I get me some Racks and I flip it up aye |
| I cook up the sauce, boy I whip it up |
| I’m up in the booth and I fuck it up |
| Like I get the bag and I got finesse |
| I run it like Nike, I’m signing the cheques |
| I’m calling up Jefe we jump on a jet |
| I go for the kill man I go for the neck |
| Bag, Bag, Bag, Bag, Aye! |
| Huh |
| Bag, Bag, Bag, Bag, Aye! |
| Bag, Bag, Bag, Bag, Bag |
| Yeah, Aye! |
| Yuh! |
| I’m dripping this water, I drip like a lake |
| I smash in your house and call that my Estate! |
| The 223 chopper it came with the scope |
| These niggas want smoke, but this shit not a joke |
| Swim in that pussy, I dive in punani |
| This beat is so wavy, Surf on it Tsunami |
| Drip like a faucet, lit like a rocket |
| No Van Djik, Got your bitch in my pocket |
| Got the game in my sights like a red dot (Grrrrrt) |
| Feeling like a Fire Fighter, boy I’m red hot |
| Like okay okay |
| Got my music turnt up scream Ole |
| Ride my dick like a Bull scream Ole |
| Got my bitches in Three, no Fourplay |
| Look at my neck and it be chocking |
| Diamonds on deck, I’m so frozen |
| Dripping or drowning, can’t float in my ocean |
| Got Bad bitches with me, she rolls she’s a 10 |
| Hoes are just lame, we not the same |
| She said I got bounce that’s the way that I walk |
| I’m talking about Racks, now I’m talking the talk |
| Whippin' excursion, whipping the German |
| I get the bag nigga |
| Huh? |
| Like I get the bag nigga, yeah! |
| I get the bag and I run it up aye |
| I get me some Racks and I flip it up aye |
| I cook up the sauce, boy I whip it up |
| I’m up in the booth and I fuck it up |
| Yeah |
| Like I get the bag and I got Finesse |
| I run it like Nike, I’m signing the cheques |
| I’m calling up Jefe we jump on a jet |
| I go for the kill man I go for the neck |
| Bag, Bag, Bag, Bag, Aye! |
| Huh |
| Bag, Bag, Bag, Bag, Aye! |
| Bag, Bag, Bag, Bag, Bag |
| Yeah, Aye! |
| Yuh! |
| You know gummy gone get the bag |
| Sipping henny I’ve been moving mad |
| Your lil shawty I left her down bad |
| She swallowed my kids now she calling me dad |
| Smoke the loudest I’m stuck in the clouds I’m feeling too wavy I ain’t coming |
| back |
| When I pull up with racks it’s a vibe we grinding all day cause the money comes |
| right |
| Bag innit swear I got drip with some ice fitted |
| When I came in the trap niggas knew I’m with it |
| I ain’t part of your gang cause I trap different |
| They be calling me goat cause I’m hella gifted |
| And I’m stuck in my zone all these tunes I’m killing |
| I get the bag and I run it up aye |
| I get me some Racks and I flip it up aye |
| I cook up the sauce, boy I whip it up |
| I’m up in the booth and I fuck it up |
| Like I get the bag and I got finesse |
| I run it like Nike, I’m signing the cheques |
| I’m calling up Jefe we jump on a jet |
| I go for the kill man I go for the neck |
| Bag, Bag, Bag, Bag, Aye! |
| Huh |
| Bag, Bag, Bag, Bag, Aye! |
| Bag, Bag, Bag, Bag, Bag |
| Yeah, Aye! |
| Yuh! |