I Get the Bag (feat. Migos) (Explicit)
Gucci Mane"I Get the Bag (feat. Migos) (Explicit)"은(는) Gucci Mane의 곡입니다, 2017, Pop. 길이는 3:24, 108 lines / 897 words.
가사
0:00I Get The Bag (feat. Migos) - Gucci
0:02Hah, it's Gucci
0:05It's Drop Top (skrrt)
0:07Wizop, hoo (skrrt)
0:11Yuh, go, ayy
0:14You get the bag and fumble it
0:15I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (yeah)
0:17Straight out the lot, 300 cash (cash)
0:19And the car came with a blunt in it (yeah) Lil
0:21Mama a thot, and she got ass (thot)
0:23And she gon' fuck up a bag (yeah)
0:24Pull up to the spot, livin' too fast (yeah)
0:26Droppin' the dope in the stash (yah)
0:27In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (ooh, brr, ayy)
0:31Drop the top when it's cold (drop top)
0:33But you feel the heat (skrrt, yah, ayy)
0:34Be real with me (keep it 100, whoa)
0:36Just be real with me (ayy)
0:38Eat it up like it's a feast (whoa, eat it up)
0:40They say the dope on fleek (yep)
0:41Percocet pill on me (Percocet)
0:43Ice on my neck, baby, chill with me (ice)
0:45Them niggas that flex in the back don't say nothin'
0:46Them niggas will kill for me
0:47Back ends I count 'em asleep, on fleek
0:49100k spent on a Patek Phillippe (Phillippe)
0:51Bitch, I'm a dog, eat my treat (hrr)
0:53Hop out the frog and leap (leap)
0:54I put them bricks in the fender
0:56My bitch, she walk around like she Kris Jenner (Kris Jenner)
0:58I used to break and then enter
0:59Then Takeoff run 'em like the game of temple (whew)
1:01It's simple, I play with the mental
1:03Momma said she saw me on Jimmy Kimmel (mama)
1:05Canada, 'cause I'm a money symbol
1:06Walkin' with the racks, I'm lookin' crippled (money)
1:08Fuck on that bitch then I tip her (tip her)
1:10A nickel for me to take pictures (nickel)
1:12Not from L.A. but I clip her (brr)
1:13Double my cup, pour a triple (Actavis)
1:15Fox on my body, no Vivica (fox on my...)
1:17I'm not your average or typical (I'm not your...)
1:19Look at my wrist, and it's critical (look at the...) Hold it up, droppin' the temperature (droppin' the...)
1:22I get that bag on the regular (bag)
1:24I got a bag on my cellular (brr)
1:25Backin' up, baggin' up vegetables (bag)
1:27Baggin' up cookies, it's medical (cookies)
1:29Cocaine, codeine, et cetera (white)
1:31Cocaine and lean, it's federal (white)
1:32I take off, landin' on Nebula
1:34As of now 20 M's on my schedule (Takeoff)
1:36You get the bag and fumble it
1:38I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (yeah)
1:40Straight out the lot, 300 cash (cash)
1:42And the car came with a blunt in it (yeah)
1:43Lil mama a thot, and she got ass (thot)
1:45And she gon' fuck up a bag (yeah)
1:46Pull up to the spot, livin' too fast (yeah)
1:48Droppin' the dope in the stash (yah)
1:50In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (ooh, brr, ayy)
1:53Drop the top when it's cold (drop top)
1:55But you feel the heat (skrrt, yah, ayy)
1:57Be real with me (keep it 100, whoa)
1:58Just be real with me (it's Gucci, ayy)
2:00Eat it up like it's a feast (hah, whoa, eat it up)
2:02They say the dope on fleek (yep)
2:03I know that you niggas gettin' sick of me (eww-ah)
2:05These chains on my neck cost a mil' a piece (umm)
2:06I won't even like to freestyle for free
2:08I put in the key and I ride the beat (*whirr*)
2:10I won't even come out the house for free
2:12I pay a nigga to drive for me (huh?)
2:13JAY-Z couldn't even co-sign for me
2:15I do what I want, 'cause I'm signed to me (damn)
2:17I get the, I get the, I get the bag
2:19They get the bag, had to cut it in half (Wop)
2:20Stop the comparin', y'all makin' me laugh
2:22Need the rehab, I'm addicted to cash (Gucci)
2:24Convertible Wop, convertible top
2:25My dope got a vertical, look at it hop
2:27Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, and it jump out the pot (pot) Came
2:29Out of jail and went straight to the top
2:30Take it easy, baby, middle of summer, I'm freezin', baby (burr)
2:34Don't leave me, baby
2:35Just drop to your knees and please me, baby (don't...)
2:38I'm fascinated, two bitches so fine that I masturbated (hah)
2:41Congratulations, she brain me so good that I graduated (wow)
2:45They had to hate it
2:46I don't fuck with them niggas, they plastic, baby (heh)
2:48I trap a baby, I rap but own all my masters, baby
2:51It's tragic, baby, I pull up and fuck up the traffic, baby (hah)
2:55I'm savage, baby
2:56I'm killin' these niggas, closed casket, baby (ayy, Wop)
2:58You get the bag and fumble it
3:00I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (yeah)
3:02Straight out the lot, 300 cash (cash)
3:04And the car came with a blunt in it (yeah)
3:05Lil mama a thot, and she got ass (thot)
3:07And she gon' fuck up a bag (yeah)
3:09Pull up to the spot, livin' too fast (yeah)
3:11Droppin' the dope in the stash (yah)
3:12In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (ooh, brr, ayy)
3:15Drop the top when it's cold (drop top)
3:18But you feel the heat (skrrt, yah, ayy)
3:19Be real with me (keep it 100, whoa)
3:21Just be real with me (ayy)
3:22Eat it up like it's a feast (whoa, eat it up)
3:24They say the dope on fleek (yep)
I Get The Bag (feat. Migos) - Gucci Hah, it's Gucci It's Drop Top (skrrt) Wizop, hoo (skrrt) Yuh, go, ayy You get the bag and fumble it I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (yeah) Straight out the lot, 300 cash (cash) And the car came with a blunt in it (yeah) Lil Mama a thot, and she got ass (thot) And she gon' fuck up a bag (yeah) Pull up to the spot, livin' too fast (yeah) Droppin' the dope in the stash (yah) In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (ooh, brr, ayy) Drop the top when it's cold (drop top) But you feel the heat (skrrt, yah, ayy) Be real with me (keep it 100, whoa) Just be real with me (ayy) Eat it up like it's a feast (whoa, eat it up) They say the dope on fleek (yep) Percocet pill on me (Percocet) Ice on my neck, baby, chill with me (ice) Them niggas that flex in the back don't say nothin' Them niggas will kill for me Back ends I count 'em asleep, on fleek 100k spent on a Patek Phillippe (Phillippe) Bitch, I'm a dog, eat my treat (hrr) Hop out the frog and leap (leap) I put them bricks in the fender My bitch, she walk around like she Kris Jenner (Kris Jenner) I used to break and then enter Then Takeoff run 'em like the game of temple (whew) It's simple, I play with the mental Momma said she saw me on Jimmy Kimmel (mama) Canada, 'cause I'm a money symbol Walkin' with the racks, I'm lookin' crippled (money) Fuck on that bitch then I tip her (tip her) A nickel for me to take pictures (nickel) Not from L.A. but I clip her (brr) Double my cup, pour a triple (Actavis) Fox on my body, no Vivica (fox on my...) I'm not your average or typical (I'm not your...) Look at my wrist, and it's critical (look at the...) Hold it up, droppin' the temperature (droppin' the...) I get that bag on the regular (bag) I got a bag on my cellular (brr) Backin' up, baggin' up vegetables (bag) Baggin' up cookies, it's medical (cookies) Cocaine, codeine, et cetera (white) Cocaine and lean, it's federal (white) I take off, landin' on Nebula As of now 20 M's on my schedule (Takeoff) You get the bag and fumble it I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (yeah) Straight out the lot, 300 cash (cash) And the car came with a blunt in it (yeah) Lil mama a thot, and she got ass (thot) And she gon' fuck up a bag (yeah) Pull up to the spot, livin' too fast (yeah) Droppin' the dope in the stash (yah) In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (ooh, brr, ayy) Drop the top when it's cold (drop top) But you feel the heat (skrrt, yah, ayy) Be real with me (keep it 100, whoa) Just be real with me (it's Gucci, ayy) Eat it up like it's a feast (hah, whoa, eat it up) They say the dope on fleek (yep) I know that you niggas gettin' sick of me (eww-ah) These chains on my neck cost a mil' a piece (umm) I won't even like to freestyle for free I put in the key and I ride the beat (*whirr*) I won't even come out the house for free I pay a nigga to drive for me (huh?) JAY-Z couldn't even co-sign for me I do what I want, 'cause I'm signed to me (damn) I get the, I get the, I get the bag They get the bag, had to cut it in half (Wop) Stop the comparin', y'all makin' me laugh Need the rehab, I'm addicted to cash (Gucci) Convertible Wop, convertible top My dope got a vertical, look at it hop Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, and it jump out the pot (pot) Came Out of jail and went straight to the top Take it easy, baby, middle of summer, I'm freezin', baby (burr) Don't leave me, baby Just drop to your knees and please me, baby (don't...) I'm fascinated, two bitches so fine that I masturbated (hah) Congratulations, she brain me so good that I graduated (wow) They had to hate it I don't fuck with them niggas, they plastic, baby (heh) I trap a baby, I rap but own all my masters, baby It's tragic, baby, I pull up and fuck up the traffic, baby (hah) I'm savage, baby I'm killin' these niggas, closed casket, baby (ayy, Wop) You get the bag and fumble it I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (yeah) Straight out the lot, 300 cash (cash) And the car came with a blunt in it (yeah) Lil mama a thot, and she got ass (thot) And she gon' fuck up a bag (yeah) Pull up to the spot, livin' too fast (yeah) Droppin' the dope in the stash (yah) In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (ooh, brr, ayy) Drop the top when it's cold (drop top) But you feel the heat (skrrt, yah, ayy) Be real with me (keep it 100, whoa) Just be real with me (ayy) Eat it up like it's a feast (whoa, eat it up) They say the dope on fleek (yep)
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