Big Bag

(album: Can't Stop Won't Stop - 2020)

Gotta get mine a fast way
Quick money cash way, ski mask way
I treat today like my last day
I fuck a bitch from the back, she scream my man's name
Gang way, gang way, gang way

I'm too good for my own good
We can all be bad thugs, I know it's hard to show love
I've realized now I've grown up
Big guap, big pack, big jazz
Big bag, I'll have your bitch mad

Big flicky or the big guap?
I'm going sick mad, all I know is sick trap
I'm hitting missions and we did grafts
My life's been a bit mad
I was wanted as a younging, living life out of bin bags

Twenty-one in jail, I'm on my twenty-one savage
No heart like a Tin Man
Cleaning up like the bin man
Clean up, clean up, clean up, I gotta clean up
I'm too young to sit down, I can't put my feet up

I just wanna smoke my weed, count rags and fuck a beat up
All the risk I had to take just to be up
Now I'm smiling at the re'up
Meekz manage it, they know I fuck the T up

Take chances, make choices, pull up in some Rolls Royces
Straight gold, stay gold, you know we got some great voices
Doing cemetery visits, can't remember these lyrics
Can't stop, won't stop and I'ma never be finished

Dizzy Diamond, that's a very deep lyric
Diamonds are forever, are you deep in it?
Even when we dead, they still feeling it
Light change, light change, light change

Back here, off of the mainframe
Gotta do what my mind say
I don't think I've got a high left
If I do, I'll probably choose to use my hot list

Two mil, we got our child next
Lightweight, lightweight, lightweight
Quick, quick, gotta make the light switch

Get it? All you've lived, that's a life perk
I gotta get mine first, I try and get in it, take it for
Do you for robbing, shotting or mobbing
Not stopping, get guap, next box and get guaping

No flossing, gotta stack up the profits
They need money, don't have this, I got no hobbies
Rap shit, feels like the fan's popping
No stopping, no stopping, let's get guaping

Get guap, next box, just get guaping
No flossing, gotta stack it up and save up the profits
They need money, don't have this, I got no hobbies
Rap shit, feels like the fan's popping, like, like the fan's popping

Gotta get mine a fast way
Quick money cash way, ski mask way
I treat today like my last day
I fuck a bitch from the back, she scream my man's name
Gang way, gang way, gang way

I'm too good for my own good
We can all be bad thugs, I know it's hard to show love
I've realized now I've grown up
Big guap, big pack, big jazz
Big bag'll have your bitch mad

I gotta get mine a quick way, big cave, quick way
Contour my wrist, take chances, never did take
Always been great, good days, bad days, mad days, bad days
All them clink days, yeah, all took me strains, I never been ways

Bank wins for thinly pro stone, that's a piss take
I turn moves digital, all to get my shit straight
Big shit, hit shit, hit licks, nobody for my blood did this
Rags to riches, straight prisoners
I smoke woods but I prefer bristles