Big Bags
Yung Pinch
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(Ricky Racks, I see you) Ooh, yeah, yeah I need big bags (Audio Cartel shit, baby) Yeah I need big bags, yeah I need big bags Yeah I need big bags, yeah I need big bags Whoa Look I need big bags, tell me where you get that Walked out of the store, I'll pop at least six tags That's a big bag, money well spent though Mixin' up the Louis with some Chrome Heart kicks, whoa Where they do that? Somebody come and tell me Blew it on my own but I like it when you help me Whoa, I think they jealous, Gucci on my pelvis Smoking like I'm Marley, but living like I'm Elvis Whoa, whoa, wait Everyone worried 'bout me but I hope that they're okay (I hope that they're okay) Droppin' the top for the breeze, just got the Porsche today (I got the Porsche today) Everyone thought I would leave, nobody thought I would stay (yeah, nobody thought I would stay) Came from the beach, I'm the wave, there ain't really much else I can say, yah They thought I had it made 'cause I never worked minimum wage Made the call on my own, followed my dreams, suddenly everything changed Suddenly everyone needs me, suddenly all these girls want me Since I gave 'em "Nightmares", I just got all these girls on me Yeah Told her, "Don't forget the rest of me" She always takes the best of me And says she wants the best for me I don't care anymore, I swear Don't forget the rest of me (yeah) She always takes the best of me (I don't care anymore) And says she wants the best for me (I swear) It's just another tragedy of love It's just another tragedy, it had to be like this, yeah It's just another tragedy of love It's just another tragedy, it had to be like this, oh, whoa Yeah I need big bags, yeah I need big bags Yeah I need big bags, yeah I need big bags Whoa Look I need big bags, tell me where you get that Walked out of the store, I'll pop at least six tags That's a big bag, money well spent though Mixin' up the Louis with some Chrome Heart kicks, whoa Where they do that? Somebody come and tell me Blew it on my own but I like it when you help me Ooh, I think they jealous, Gucci on my pelvis Smoking like I'm Marley, but living like I'm Elvis (Whoa) yeah Told her, "Don't forget the rest of me" She always takes the best of me And says she wants the best for me I don't care anymore, I swear (Don't forget the rest of me) (yeah) I don't care anymore (she always takes the best of me) I swear Took a flight to the West Coast Now she thinks it's the best coast (it's the best coast) See me up in my dress coat Chuck T's, yeah, the white tees Got that nice steez, I think she like me, yeah
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Written by: Blake Sandoval
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