Blame It On The Bag

If you wondering why I changed up
Tell 'em the money is why I changed up
I'm getting high, smoking with angels
You know I can't hate, that's what a lame does
Bring it back, stacking this money, but I still can't forget the past
Stack it up and save it 'cause this rap shit never lasts
Never spitting no lies 'cause you know this shit is facts
Motherfuckers is mad 'cause they never scratched my back
I did it on my own and I don't owe you nothing now
Had to go and get it and make momma proud
All of my bitches and exes are so mad
'Cause they know that I finally just got the bag
You know you can blame it on the fucking cash
Told you when I get it I'ma fucking spaz

You can blame it on the bag

If she badmouth me, you know that thot broke
I got so much money, I might go cop a Picasso
Oh my God, this Stone Island got me dripping
Now all of my hating cousins wanna come and visit
At the airport, paparazzi snapping all these pictures
Still can remember on the last day
That I was feeling kinda sad
Oh my God, all this cash
Every time I see these bitches, they all look mad
Telling me I'm different but you know I know that
Chuck the deuce and tell 'em they can just
Blame it, blame it, blame it on the bag
You know that I always wanted all of that
Told you when I get it, I ain't coming back
Every time I see these haters, always mad

You can blame it on the bag

Fuck that, bring it back, don't you ever forget just where I started
I heard your favorite rapper album and that shit is garbage
Out of everyone on that list, you know that I'm the hardest
Took my momma out of debt, you know I'm on it
Stunting hard, stunting hard with the swag
Want it all, 'bout to blow a hunnid racks
I want more, tell 'em gimme all of that
All of this cash be the reason why I sag
Put this shit on my mama and dad
I only do this for my mom and dad, put God above all my cash
In a Bentley as I hit the gas, I used to be a supa, bagging trash
And now these haters can

Blame it on the bag
Blame it on the bag
Blame it on the bag