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running on minutes
He chasing the bag while my homies we in it
I need my green flying like we playing tennis

She know I’m a genius but treat me like dummy

suffering
You on okada is not a sexy something
Will got buy you a car put in the back seat owner’s corner
Madam be madam solve a matter for a couple hundred

pak bout to blow it down
93 4 yu niggas that 87 shit is watered down
I swear i get it in by the pound
Bag it up then ship it out
The backend coming back

smoking wax up in the sand
They judge me as a man by the money in my hand
Yeah
But I been lately staying lowkey
Watch the paper turn to blue while smoking

30
No more free ham
Gotta pay for the feat
Good gas
Get den bags for the cheap
I'm in ya town turn yo
Hoe to a freak
Swear she suck a dick
Like she got

Had no wheels on my bags, walking on a wet and wide dirt road
Met somebody on the street I told that I didn't have a plan, he took me by the hand

look mother fucka 
Imma super star 
Young nigga 
Been n the trap for a  weak str8 
Stacking this paper 
I don't need breaks 
Chasing that bag like relay

bags what I place
With every word I say
At this pace
Get to a kilo by the 8th
Grams to the face
Now we in space
Alias is alien
Light radiant
UFO sighting

my hundred notes

If we talking money I need an abundance 
I was in a sunken place  feeling like a dungeon 
I grew way too cold just chilling in

You balling and calling and stalling when really niggas see a spike, a hype man

Time aint stopping thats why i stay solid
As a brick free falling like

Scrolling through the gram, don't sleep all night
Cause you wanna find a man that can treat you right
That's shit's hard, Here's my stance
Hundred miles deep

hundred days
When I been away
Gotta relocate
It's just not the same
Got me coming right back
Just the other day
Told you something like that
Ain't no other

anyway so you could never snake me
Nigga
Born alone, die alone
Yeeeah man, Die alone

"Aye, what y'all niggas want from the store"
"Let me get a bag of hot

Excuse me, can I ask you what your name is
You probably got a man too like who you came with
You got my flame lit and I don't really claim shit
But

listening on WiFi (let's go)

How come every time I drop, every show gotta stop
Heat music is the key I got to keep the game on lock
Man, my bag cost a lot -

u ain't rock with me but u better get used to me
Ion give a fuck about what u used to do or who used to be 
Got my own bag turned up on they ass what

closer than 
Pay day can I'm the man baby
I know that you like it smoove
 
I'll ignite you tonight too
With the right moves 
Me and my tool the night crew

amari
Louie V
Cartier
With the Fendi
Birkin for my bitch 
With channel, supreme
Giuseppe
And some Prps
Man my drip is crazy 
Don't need the fashion
Bag ya

let nobody eat off me, they don’t belong wit me
I be on the dolo, fa sho tho, when they want a favor the time they gon talk to me
These mfs, man they

man snap
Take an ax, attack not caring about the impact
A few hits later you both collapsed like a bag of scraps being tossed away to the trash
Dead

feel ya I really know
So when I got it I give it to ya fa sho
For students loans bills and car notes
My girl call me she need money for bags
My brother

listening on WiFi (let's go)

How come every time I drop, every show gotta stop
Heat music is the key I got to keep the game on lock
Man, my bag cost a lot -

up by the duffle
Get the bag and never fumble
Used to get caught up in trouble
Had to earn my stripes while your showed your true colors
I ain’t scared

playing Ceelo 
Arguing bout who going to Gboro
Hang round 5 broke niggas 
Then you broke 
Ima hang by myself so you know 
I don't like to argue about who