I Get the Bag (feat. Migos) (Explicit)

I Get the Bag(feat. Migos) (Explicit) - Gucci Mane/Migos

Lyrics by：Joshua Howard Luellen/Kirsnick Ball/Leland Wayne/Quavious Marshall/Radric Davis

Ha

It's gucci it's drop top

Wizop whoo

Yeah ayy go

You get the bag and fumble it

I get the bag and flip it and tumble it yeah

Straight out the lot three hundred cash cash

And the car came with a blunt in it yeah

Lil' mama a thot and she got a*s thot

And she gon' f**k up a bag yeah

Pull up to the spot livin' too fast yeah

Droppin' the d**e in the stash yeah

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 yeah ayy

Be real with me

Keep it 100 just be real with me ayy

Eat it up like it's a feast woah eat it up

They say the d**e on fleek yep

Percocet pill on me percocet

Ice on my neck baby chill with me ice

Them n***as that post in the back don't say nothin'

Them n***as will kill for me

Back ends I count in my sleep on fleek

Hundred k spent on a patek phillippe phillippe

B***h I'm a dog eat my treat hrr

Hop out the frog and leap leap

I put them bricks in the fender

My b***h she walk around like she kris jenner kris jenner

I used to break in and enter

Then takeoff runnin' like the game of temple whew

It's simple I play with her mental

Mama said she saw me on jimmy kimmel mama

Count it up 'cause I'm a money symbol

Walkin' with the racks I'm lookin' crippled money

F**k on that b***h then I tip her tip her

A nickel for me to take pictures nickel

Not from la 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

Bag of them cookies it's medical cookies

C*****e codeine etcetera white

C*****e and lean it's federal white

I take off landin' on nebula

As of now twenty 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 three hundred cash cash

And the car came with a blunt in it yeah

Lil' mama a thot and she got a*s thot

And she gon' f**k up a bag yeah

Pull up to the spot livin' too fast yeah

Droppin' the d**e in the stash yeah

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 yeah ayy

Be real with me

Keep it 100 just be real with me it's gucci ayy

Eat it up like it's a feast hah woah eat it up

They say the d**e on fleek yep

I know that these n***as gettin' sick of me eww

These chains on my neck cost a mil' a piece um

I don't even like to freestyle for free

I put in the key and I ride the beat

I won't even come out the house for free

I pay a n***a 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 d**n

I get the I get the I get the bag

They get the bag have to cut it in half wop

Stop the comparin' y'all makin' me laugh

Need the rehab I'm addicted to cash

Convertible wop convertible top

My d**e 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 go

I'm fascinated two b***hes so fine that I masturbated ha

Congratulations she brain me so good that I graduated wow

They had to hate it

I don't f**k with them n***as they plastic baby heh

A trapper baby I rap but I own all my masters baby

It's tragic baby I pull up

And f**k up the traffic baby ha

A savage baby

I'm killin' these n***as closed casket baby 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 a*s thot

And she gon' f**k up a bag yeah

Pull up to the spot livin' too fast yeah

Droppin' the d**e 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 just be real with me ayy

Eat it up like it's a feast woah eat it up

They say the d**e on fleek yep