Bags Inn

(álbum: Krime Pays 3 - 2018)

I get the bags in from my home
That nigga not shooting, you thought he a soldier
The chopper gon roll him up like a potion
He thought he had wock when I rerocked the coke
I put three holes in his head like I'm bowling
We don't got to backdoor when he left the door open
I was that nigga that gave the plug motions
I slide with a Drake, I guess that's just emotions

Try to slide on me, boy you a fool
Got two pistols on my hip, call me Deadpool
Try to eat off my plate, take you out with a spoon
Snaking your brother since [?]
I guess these niggas watch too much [?]
I got the trap nigga jump like a Pogo
Extended clip on the .40 like a yoyo
[?] put a nigga on his like he Frozo
We rob a nigga like Roger, tell him go home
I got the drip, it came straight off the lot
I got a shooter with [?], he look like Travis Scott
I got a dog on me, please don't try to plot
You heard he plug, but we heard that he hot

I get the bags in from my home
That nigga not shooting, you thought he a soldier
The chopper gon roll him up like a potion
He thought he had wock when I rerocked the coke
I put three holes in his head like I'm bowling
We don't got to backdoor when he left the door open
I was that nigga that gave the plug motions
I slide with a Drake, I guess that's just emotions
I get the bags in from my home
That nigga not shooting, you thought he a soldier
The chopper gon roll him up like a potion
He thought he had wock when I rerocked the coke
I put three holes in his head like I'm bowling
We don't got to backdoor when he left the door open
I was that nigga that gave the plug motions
I slide with a Drake, I guess that's just emotions