218 - BAG Lyrics

Ion even know you, I'm turning my back
I'm in my bag, I'm just counting my cash
Louis V duffle, see all of the racks
USPS, all my shit gonna pass
I'm cool with the mailman, he never lags
Priority package it's feeling like Christmas
I had my Lil bitch switch up the license plate, head to the Apple store (Let's go)
First store was acting suspicious
Hit Park Meadows just to see if we could swipe
Duckin' all these labels, they a bitch
I don't take directions
FN made out of plastic
Spend a whole advance at Follies
They know I'm the plug, hear em call me
I get some brain in the passenger seat
Just inhaled some moon rooks now I feel out of orbit
My team yeah we move just like Gangland we neck-deep
No Treyway, we know all you niggas informants
These niggas so unimportant
My bitch don't do Fashion Nova
She only wear Dior and Alyx, she formal
I cannot slow down, the gang 730
Ion even know you I'm turning my back
I'm in my bag, I'm just counting my cash
Louis V duffle, see all of the racks
USPS, all my shit gonna pass
I'm cool with the mailman, he never lags
Priority package it's feeling like Christmas
I had my lil bitch switch up the license plate
Head to the Apple store and spend a few digits
Pop me a 30, I can't go to sleep
Studio session, sleep for the weak
Lately, I'm thinking a lot about prison
You say you gang, but you crossed the religion
I feel like they building a case to erase me
If they won't get me they gon have to chase me
(If they don't get me they gon have chase me)
My VPN got me protected and safe
You never gon' catch my FN on the safety
I hope that one of these f*ck niggas play me
Bout to re-up and my bitch gonna pay me
20 Per show, know the kids going crazy
Ion even know you I'm turning my back
I'm in my bag, I'm just counting my cash
Louis V duffle, see all of the racks
USPS, all my shit gonna pass
I'm cool with the mailman, he never lags
Priority package it's feeling like Christmas
I had my lil bitch switch up the license plate
Head to the Apple store and spend a few digits