Lyrics That Bag - OTF Ikey, Lil Durk

That Bag

You know what I’m sayin' we ain’t need no Instagram or no Twitter to verify a
mutherfucka, you know what I’m sayin'
I’m verified from the streets nigga, for real
Turn up turn up!
The police gon' knock on the door (Hello?)
I am not here (nah)
Money is sittin' on the floor (everywhere)
I paid for the deal
These bitches be actin' so bad
She so insecure
I’m leavin' this bitch for sure
The winter I pull out the fur (Damn!)
I need that bag
2,3 racks on just divided
I need that bag (racks!)
I’m flexin' on niggas I think I’ma buy it
I need that bag
Got more cars, more cars than a valet
I need that bag
The streets yeah the streets can’t stop me
These niggas ain’t harder than me
These niggas ain’t smarter than me
I got my .40 on me
And it ain’t hard to see
OTF we come from Chiraq, they compare us to Iraq
Where you stand you can die at
Why would you even try that?
(?) with the fans
They got max in the feds
(?) is so high
Our side on the block is so high
These niggas can’t relate
The money fuck the fame
You niggas want the fame I just want the money man
I just put 200k in the fuckin' bank
Askin' me for some money I’m laughin' in yo' face
Slidin' in the 'Rari feelin' like I’m in the race
My gang with me all them niggas do is gang gang
The police gon' knock on the door (Hello?)
I am not here (nah)
Money is sittin' on the floor (everywhere)
I paid for the deal
These bitches be actin' so bad
She so insecure
I’m leavin' this bitch for sure
The winter I pull out the fur (Damn!)
I need that bag
2,3 racks on just divided
I need that bag (racks!)
I’m flexin' on niggas I think I’ma buy it
I need that bag
Got more cars, more cars than a valet
I need that bag
The streets yeah the streets can’t stop me
I’ma go fuck on some stars
I cop the Wraith with the stars
I’ma go forgi my cars
Pop me a xanny them bars
(?) for tomorrow
Balmain for next week
Studio all day, can’t get no sleep
All these hoes expensive, lil' rat bitch cheap
Hit his ass with that nigga, watch his lil' ass leak
25 thousand deposits walk around in my Balenciagas
I just blew a bag from eatin' lunch
Chop a brick down, Mr. Miyagi
Hey, I did a hit a Audi, caught a nigga in an alley yeah
I might catch me a body, nigga say he gon' rob me
Put that on my kids, he ain’t gon' do what I did
Niggas be smokin' on meat, fuck this bitch in a beast
Shit that I do is a treat
Yea yeah!
The police gon' knock on the door (Hello?)
I am not here (nah)
Money is sittin' on the floor (everywhere)
I paid for the deal
These bitches be actin' so bad
She so insecure
I’m leavin' this bitch for sure
The winter I pull out the fur (Damn!)
I need that bag
2,3 racks on just divided
I need that bag (racks!)
I’m flexin' on niggas I think I’ma buy it
I need that bag
Got more cars, more cars than a valet
I need that bag
The streets yeah the streets can’t stop me