I Get the Bag (feat. Migos) - Gucci Mane, Bruno Mars & Kodak Black

Hah, pussy Fuck all these niggas man Yeah we havin' this shit too nigga Yeah y'all nigga havin' this money and shit You know what I'm talkin', yeah yeah for real Brown (brown) paper (paper) bags (bags) (cash) Smashing your hoe on the low and she callin' me dad (Smash, dad, smash) Cuffing that bitch when she fucking you going out sad (Sad, huh, sad) I had a dream in the pool I was swimming through cash That's your main bitch, I was fucking her first Go grab the Margielas, right there with the fur (hey) Flexing on purpose, flexing on purpose These bitches went missing when I was just hurting (These bitches went missing, where?) I put your bitch on the xan then put her on perkys (Xanny xanny, perky perky) That was a part of the plan, get millions is working (plan) Offset! I 'bout to sign your bitch (sign her) Let me remind ya bitch (remind her) I am a walkin' lick (lick) But I am with the shits (I'm with it) Click, click, click, click shit and I spung my wrist (bla) Money is over a bitch (money) Go throw them all in a Bentley (wwrrr) Money is bigger than Winphrey's Sippin' codeine outta simplies I do not fuck with the enemy 30,000 to the dead niggs' Drums, thirty extensions (30) We bringin' but we got bid in (ya) We fuckin' these stars for fitness Bankrolls are large, you feel me? (large) I'ma go get me a bag (bag) They gon' be bitter and mad (mad) They already know it's a fact (they know) Go to the show with a gag Brown (brown) paper (paper) bags (bags) (cash) Smashing your hoe on the low and she callin' me dad (smash, dad, smash) Cuffing that bitch when she fucking you going out sad (sad, huh, sad) I had a dream in the pool I was swimming through cash That's your main bitch, I was fucking her first (smash) Go grab the Margielas, right there with the fur (hey) Flexing on purpose, flexing on purpose These bitches went missing when I was just hurting (These bitches went missing, where?) I put your bitch on the xan then put on her perkys (Xanny xanny, perky, perky) That was a part of the plan, get millions is working (plan) Quavo I put your bitch on henny, on henny and coca (coca) You saying your wrist is rocky, well I got some boulders (Rocky Balboa) Ice on my neck, cold shoulder (ice) You talking about modern day rap but don't know the culture 50 bands in the motor (bands) 12 can't pull me over (skrr) Snowball, think it's polar Hotline Motorola (brrrt) Fancy bitches go get the bag, the baddest bitches (bad) Age of 23, I was in the magazine, the Forbes edition (Forbes) Brown paper bag (oh) When you get it make sure you count your racks (racks racks whoo) Brown (brown) paper (paper) bags (bags) (cash) Smashing your hoe on the low and she calling me dad (Smash, dad, smash) Cuffing that bitch when she fucking you going out sad (sad, huh, sad) I had a dream in the pool I was swimming through cash That's your main bitch, I was fucking her first Go grab the Margielas, right there with the fur (hey) Flexing on purpose, flexing on purpose (flex) These bitches went missing when I was just hurting (these bitches went missing, where) I put your bitch on the xan then put on her perkys (Xanny xanny, perc perc) That was a part of the plan, get millions its working Brown paper bag Wallet full of cash (cash) Paparazzi flash Jeweler gave me glass (splash) Never look back at my past Sip slow and live fast (Actavis) I ended up in first place but I swore a nigga started last (I swear) I would walk in empty-handed but a nigga know I had to get a bag (Know it) I was raised by my mama so a nigga never really had a dad (never) Remember that lick that we hit (yup) Broke in and we found the stash (okay) 20K right by the stand (20k) Pulled up with a brown paper bag (ah) Loubous, that's part of the plan (had to) Take out the tip from the cam (here) No ever dissin' who I am (nah) Cause I can't afford to get jammed (ah-ah) Cuffin' bitches I don't stand 'em (nobody) All my bitches yeah I share 'em (bitch) Fuck 'em, but you gotta pay 'em (pay up) Break the bread up with the fam

We gon' stop until we catch the bus Spin the block two times and then We gon' stop until we catch the bus We gon' spin the block till the world stops Till the world stops She wanna fuck me cause she know that I'm the man Stack jeans too much money in my pants I get the bag that's why it's tatted on my hand Put in a lot of work I won't go broke cause bitch that's really how I am I could never lose, nigga you gotta route to choose Get to them blues or living broke like you done lost your screws Bitch I'm hella rude I cut you off so watch how you move Niggas ain't giving one on one because they scared to lose Scared of who? Nigga I ain't scared of you Bitch I'm getting cheddar I can't put you on my revenue Big B-A-G I spilt it all cause you ain't clever dude High as fuck and did a two step almost spilt my juice Damn, almost spilled the juice Big rounds, two two threes knocking nigga head loose Designer stepping a monthly rent that's what I pay for my shoes No jewelry tucking, tried to reach my neck and must have lost your screws Got a little something under this cap nigga fuck your coupe He thought he was Judas had knocking nigga off his shoes Only time I'm running chasing opp or I'm chasing the blues Spend it all and get it back the bag ain't nothing to lose You be slide up on your block and get the sprain he don't be aiming I put the switch up on the Glock it turned up it's super Saying that nigga took his last breath on IG live now he finally famous They know how to fuck with RJ and the NGL niggas they really dangerous too cold 5'5 6' is all in his body he not super man, cold summer pop my own cousin if he touch these jewels Bitches wanna fuck on a kid cause I got hella blues Purple jeans mixed with the cream soda I feel like that Dude Nina be talking said she wanna go bust them dudes Niggas be talking bout them cases they ain't never do I'm the type of nigga trying to bounce out til I hit my dude Lil Dude wolfing on their net like I ain't making his bitch choose Niggas be talking bout them hoods like they did some in them Lil Dude talking down on gang like we ain't shot up his crew Mix the Balenci with that prada I'm just that type of dude Shit I'm just that type of dude flexing all that shit up on the gram and we stripping your jewels Been a problem since I was a kid I been breaking them rules Dismiss these bitches like a case you just wanted to lose Chase a bitch don't never Chase the check man you niggas is fools I'll block a bitch number tell her what's the point Everywhere I go I'm really fitted you know I'ma joint you niggas Broke ain't really got no bag your a disappoint Told bro to spark another wood he just rolled him a thonk The nigga tried to double cross his gang that's what got him faded Posting what you did up on the gram that's what got him raided Telling everything but the truth nigga what you saying Getting to this check while I'm young I ain't never waiting She wanna fuck me cause she know that I'm the man Stack jeans too much money in my pants I get the bag that's why it's tatted on my hand Put a lot of work I won't go broke cause bitch that's really how I am I can never lose nigga you gotta route to choose Getting to them blues or living broke like you done lost your screws Bitch I'm hella rude I cut you off so watch how you move Niggas ain't giving one on ones because they scared to lose

I get the bag ain't no way I could chill Niggas is mad and they hatin for real You get to brag when you get you a deal You get to brag when you get you a Awh I get the bag ain't no way I could chill Niggas is mad and they hatin for real You get to brag when you get you a deal You get to brag when you get you a Awh Your little bag nah that shit not a lot I spend that smokin the pot I spend that on dry cleaning (Yea) On your bitch mind she feening (Bitch) Had the dick down in her gut (Freaky) Trigger fingers bussin in her butt (Pow) Sleazy can't believe they ain't believe me(Nah) Smokin Gary got me wezzy (Bitch) How ya pussy hairy tryna feed me (Yea Yea) Imma visionary you can't see me (Yea) Lifestyle ain't easy You in my way nigga beep beep (Awh) Fuck out the way (Awh Awh) Smokin Gary got me wezzy And the shit smell like peepee And my grip gotta green beam (Yea) (Pow) Infrared (Yea) I can't miss (Nah) I got with the flow I don't plan shit (Yea) Dirty money rubber banding (Get it) From the struggle couldn't stand it (Mud) Chasin bands imma bandit (Bandit) Martian from another planet (I'm different) Causing damage (Damage) Causing havoc (Havoc) You can have it (Have it) Pussy nigga want static (Pow) AutoMatic (Matic) That's a hunnit shots in the clip (Pow) That's a hunnit shots in ya whip (Pow) From a hunnit blocks you get hit (Click) Fuck out the way (Poww) (Sleazy) I get the bag ain't no way I could chill Niggas is mad and they hatin for real (Yea) You get to brag when you get you a deal You get to brag when you get you a Awh I get the bag ain't no way I could chill (Yea) Niggas is mad and they hatin for real (Get it) You get to brag when you get you a deal (Mad) You get to brag when you get you a Awh

Y'all know I don't wanna be In a penitentiary But that's my reality That shit might be a tragedy I be right back smoking weed Chilling with the family Cause that's my reality That shit might be a tragedy Starting out my week with a quarter boat Stupid strong and I won't sell a quarter o I got 5 on that cause I'm infamous Fuck fame, strippers love me... Back to work nigga! I know y'all niggas miss this shit! Y'all know I don't wanna be In a penitentiary But that's my reality That shit might be a tragedy I be right back smoking weed Chilling with the family Cause that's my reality That shit might be a tragedy Starting out my week with a quarter boat Stupid strong and I won't sell a quarter o I got 5 on that cause I'm infamous Fuck fame, strippers love me ad infinite Fuck no, I ain't working for the minimum I'm going in, every weekend is a cinema So get a coke, hot dog and some candy bars I'm from the 6 but my dick dunn been in movie stars I'm so high right now I want a? Let everybody in free I'm bringing all my cars And I don't wanna be locked up, hell no! But we got weight so? Excuse me for being gangsta, I'm crazy I couldn't have been a sissy Mama wouldn't have fed me I'm all-red and my beemer confetti I'm? 18 with the chevy I'm deadlift with a tool like freddy Not jackson, kruger, you smell me? And no push ups, just kush up No lay-ups, just? E a g a got bakers Eastside, can I roll through decatur I'm going hard for the squad I'm the major Anything move here, Gucci get paper