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A$AP Mob - Get The Bag Lyrics



A$AP Mob - Get The Bag Lyrics
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Uh, yeah, yeah
+
Uh, uh, yeah, yeah
+
Yeah, yeah, uh, uh
+
Uh, uh, uh
+
Gucci, that Prada, that Fendi
+
Ice Cube, all about the Benjis
+
Spend ten bands in Fendi
+
A$AP, my niggas with me
+
Niggas be talking that bullshit
+
Your main bitch said I look gorgeous
+
What I spent on my chain, that's your mortgage (cash out)
+
Brand new Porsche came with some horses
+
Sipping that purple like Prince
+
.40 my tool, that's my wrench
+
Ballin' like J-Kidd, assist
+
Shootin' that three like a swish
+
Aye, moving in silence, I need me some guidance
+
I'm wildin' this money and violence
+
Come out the projects, I want it, I got it
+
Margiela just running through college
+
Fresh out the Porsche, tech in my shorts
+
Best from the west to the north
+
Catching some rec with my thots, aye
+
Getting a check for my thoughts, aye
+
Dripping in jelly, I trap off a celly
+
I look like I'm rich in the 80's
+
Droop with the grippy, I cruise through the bity
+
I'm buggin out crazy, no brazy
+
Ski mask on me so them niggas can't trace me
+
Car is so fast, when I skrt they can't chase me
+
Margiela, Marino, now she wanna date me
+
She see the money, now she tryna play me
+
Hop out the Rari, go vroom
+
I never lack, I stay with goons, thugs
+
And you know Gucci my shoes
+
Breaking the rules, stay on the news
+
And you know my shot go swish
+
Shoot from a three point, boy I won't miss, aye
+
Smooky just caught a new lick
+
Diamonds don't drip, don't front, you get hit
+
Funny vibes, I can sense something different in the air
+
It's like a weight being lifted
+
Take some hatred, oh I get it
+
Really trippin' cause you broke and you in your feelings
+
Let her go, she in her feelings
+
Niggas can't tell you shit, man, don't know the difference
+
When you're in your twenties making parents' livid
+
'Cause you making millions
+
Make 'em wanna live it than you make a living
+
Over what you spent and making poor decisions
+
Music for the children, hope they make it
+
Major even independent, free them out the penni'
+
Keep him out the prison, writing freedom with the pen and pencil
+
MTV about a Interstitial
+
F*ck with me because it's beneficial
+
Unexpected like an incidental
+
Chasing that bag
+
2017, 2018
+
They bragging about hoes I had
+
Coming through stunting too
+
Looking like a nigga dad
+
Foreign bitches, pull up
+
Type of bitches nigga wish he had
+
Looking in the mirror, vision getting clearer
+
I see why you mad
+
Chickens coming in, they gotta go
+
She ain't f*cking then she gotta go
+
Wanna see me drown, I gotta float
+
Best believe I get it by the boat
+
Thirsty bitch, she wanna sit up in it
+
Had your bitch and she be lickin' in it
+
Car so big she wanna get up in it
+
Tell the bitch to chill but she still catching feelings
+
.45 that chopper, it ready to spit on you niggas
+
All of my bitches, they f*cking, they acting siddity
+
Yah, stacking the guap, feel like Diddy
+
All of my bitches get millie
+
Popping that molly prescription
+
All of my niggas, they dishing
+
I just go hard in the kitchen
+
Bitches they f*ckin', they lickin'
+
Carti, I'm getting that, uh
+
Told her go mind her own business
+
'Fore I die, I'mma make a billie
+
Stack a couple millie, 'Rari in the billy
+
House upon the hilly, diamonds getting chilly
+
Bunch of indie niggas with me repping Philly
+
Oh Lord, it's the Hood Pope
+
Shouldn't walk cause I could float
+
Model bitch, get a good throat
+
Said she in love with the hood folks, god damn
+
Nasty baby, 2017
+
Big ol' diamonds in my pinky ring
+
Prada on me, bitch I do my thing
+
Yeah, aye, I ain't gotta talk to you niggas lame
+
Aye, disappear on 'em like David Blaine
+
Combat boots on me like Major Payne
+
These niggas is funny like Damon Wayans
+
Boy you so broke, man that shit a shame
+
Member times I was broke, now I'm getting that bag
+
Member times I was broke, now I'm getting that bag
+
Member times I was broke, man I'm getting that bag
+
See I remember times I was broke, now a nigga chasin' that bag
+
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Uh, yeah, yeah
+
Uh, uh, yeah, yeah
+
Yeah, yeah, uh, uh
+
Uh, uh, uh
+
Gucci, that Prada, that Fendi
+
Ice Cube, all about the Benjis
+
Spend ten bands in Fendi
+
A$AP, my niggas with me
+
Niggas be talking that bullshit
+
Your main bitch said I look gorgeous
+
What I spent on my chain, that's your mortgage (cash out)
+
Brand new Porsche came with some horses
+
Sipping that purple like Prince
+
.40 my tool, that's my wrench
+
Ballin' like J-Kidd, assist
+
Shootin' that three like a swish
+
Aye, moving in silence, I need me some guidance
+
I'm wildin' this money and violence
+
Come out the projects, I want it, I got it
+
Margiela just running through college
+
Fresh out the Porsche, tech in my shorts
+
Best from the west to the north
+
Catching some rec with my thots, aye
+
Getting a check for my thoughts, aye
+
Dripping in jelly, I trap off a celly
+
I look like I'm rich in the 80's
+
Droop with the grippy, I cruise through the bity
+
I'm buggin out crazy, no brazy
+
Ski mask on me so them niggas can't trace me
+
Car is so fast, when I skrt they can't chase me
+
Margiela, Marino, now she wanna date me
+
She see the money, now she tryna play me
+
Hop out the Rari, go vroom
+
I never lack, I stay with goons, thugs
+
And you know Gucci my shoes
+
Breaking the rules, stay on the news
+
And you know my shot go swish
+
Shoot from a three point, boy I won't miss, aye
+
Smooky just caught a new lick
+
Diamonds don't drip, don't front, you get hit
+
Funny vibes, I can sense something different in the air
+
It's like a weight being lifted
+
Take some hatred, oh I get it
+
Really trippin' cause you broke and you in your feelings
+
Let her go, she in her feelings
+
Niggas can't tell you shit, man, don't know the difference
+
When you're in your twenties making parents' livid
+
'Cause you making millions
+
Make 'em wanna live it than you make a living
+
Over what you spent and making poor decisions
+
Music for the children, hope they make it
+
Major even independent, free them out the penni'
+
Keep him out the prison, writing freedom with the pen and pencil
+
MTV about a Interstitial
+
F*ck with me because it's beneficial
+
Unexpected like an incidental
+
Chasing that bag
+
2017, 2018
+
They bragging about hoes I had
+
Coming through stunting too
+
Looking like a nigga dad
+
Foreign bitches, pull up
+
Type of bitches nigga wish he had
+
Looking in the mirror, vision getting clearer
+
I see why you mad
+
Chickens coming in, they gotta go
+
She ain't f*cking then she gotta go
+
Wanna see me drown, I gotta float
+
Best believe I get it by the boat
+
Thirsty bitch, she wanna sit up in it
+
Had your bitch and she be lickin' in it
+
Car so big she wanna get up in it
+
Tell the bitch to chill but she still catching feelings
+
.45 that chopper, it ready to spit on you niggas
+
All of my bitches, they f*cking, they acting siddity
+
Yah, stacking the guap, feel like Diddy
+
All of my bitches get millie
+
Popping that molly prescription
+
All of my niggas, they dishing
+
I just go hard in the kitchen
+
Bitches they f*ckin', they lickin'
+
Carti, I'm getting that, uh
+
Told her go mind her own business
+
'Fore I die, I'mma make a billie
+
Stack a couple millie, 'Rari in the billy
+
House upon the hilly, diamonds getting chilly
+
Bunch of indie niggas with me repping Philly
+
Oh Lord, it's the Hood Pope
+
Shouldn't walk cause I could float
+
Model bitch, get a good throat
+
Said she in love with the hood folks, god damn
+
Nasty baby, 2017
+
Big ol' diamonds in my pinky ring
+
Prada on me, bitch I do my thing
+
Yeah, aye, I ain't gotta talk to you niggas lame
+
Aye, disappear on 'em like David Blaine
+
Combat boots on me like Major Payne
+
These niggas is funny like Damon Wayans
+
Boy you so broke, man that shit a shame
+
Member times I was broke, now I'm getting that bag
+
Member times I was broke, now I'm getting that bag
+
Member times I was broke, man I'm getting that bag
+
See I remember times I was broke, now a nigga chasin' that bag
+
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Rakim Mayers, Darold Brown, Adam Kirkman, Tariq Devega, Jordan Carter
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, TUNECORE INC

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Performed by: A$AP Mob
From Album: Cozy Tapes Vol. 2: Too Cozy
Written by: Rakim Mayers, Darold Brown, Adam Kirkman, Tariq Devega, Jordan Carter
Year: 2017
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