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Rod Wave

Bag

 

Bag


[Rod Wave:]
Get a bag jit
Show ya ass for the times you ain't had shit
Get that cash jit
Get that money
Talking 50s, 20s, 100s, go dummy
You don't owe a nigga nothing
Keep on grinding, turn nothing to something
Get that money
Turn nothing to something
Keep on hustling
Forever roadrunning

Look, I'm forever roadrunning
Stack that cheddar, better know the crackas coming
Don't ya ever let up jit go get that money
Talking 50s, 20s, 100s
Heard ya on the block with Bach and you selling rocks
Better keep yo' weapon cocked 'fore you get yo' melon popped
Better focus on that cheddar don't ya ever stop
In a rented Tesla with Lil' Chris
He got a brand new Glock
Now that's a true story, he just bought a .40
'Member back when I was broke lil' bitches would ignore me
Now we running up that dough so all the hoes adore me
They wouldn't book me at no shows 'cause I was a shorty
Now when they call me to book me they can't afford me
They used to overlook me, felt like I wasn't important
Now I ball like Gasol or Robert Horry
Now I ball like Gasol or Robert Horry

Get a bag jit
Show ya ass for the times you ain't had shit
Get that cash jit
Get that money
Talking 50s, 20s, 100s, go dummy
You don't owe a nigga nothing
Keep on grinding, turn nothing to something
Get that money
Turn nothing to something
Keep on hustling
Forever roadrunning

[GlokkNine:]
Uh, aye, yeah
I got a bag so they hating (yeah)
Talking 'bout you running up on what? Bitch rethink it
Finessing all you crash dummies, quick to pull a prank jit
Uh, aye I'm quick to pull a prank jit
I was on that ketchup suuwoo leave a stain shit
My nigga lost his membrane, his roof, on some think shit
Damn boy, Lil' 9 why you always on some crank shit?
This a push-to-start, ain't no key when I crank it
I'm telling you Wave they on the wave but they seasick
My nigga, he done dove up in that water in the deep end
Walking alligator
This Lacoste and it cost me
My shooters, they ain't worried 'bout no price, they gon' off 'em
Uh aye, money make the world go 'round
I bet that bag put yo' dick in the ground
Aye yeah

done

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