[ Featuring
PapiJay ]
[Hook: Bruno]
If it ain't about the bag I ain't going out
F*ck being broke I wan't the cash now
24/7 with my woes
Yeah we on the grind
Chasing paper n puttin work with my day ones
Yeah we Rolin' Rolin' Rolin' Rolin'
[verse 1: Bruno]
You don't want no problems
(No you don't)
I do this with my day ones)
(Oyeah)
Die broke that's not a option
(No it ain't)
No no ohh
I'm all about the peace ?
And positivity (oyeah)
Why you pussy niggas been hating on me (bro)
I'm in this with my homies till we DIE (let's go)
We just want the cash, give us what we need
(Perfect)
Flex
We Flexing
For the bag
We racin
Hate
Let em hate me
If it ain't about the bag don't text
Bitch you lazy
I'm only showing up if you gon pay me
Take the fame n I want the dead presidents
I ain't saving no hoe
I'm trapping at the bando
Riding beats the whole week
I sleep at the studio
Told my niggas we gon conquer
No matter what they say
Cause they y'all know we the realest in the game
[Bridge: Bruno]
If it ain't about the bag (2x)
[PapiJay]
21 and I'm savage, f*ckin' what u say, looking for the Dow (21)
Ain't got time for your bitches, but they love the nigga chilling with the bros (bitch)
Dreaming big bout the bag, man I gotta chase it, I don't care bout post (F*ck it)
Rolling rolling with the bros, wearing fancy clothes, dreaming bout a Royce (skrr)
All the bottles I pop with the bros (pop)
In this shit we be making more noise (aahh)
Ain't no white on my fingers nor noses (no white)
By my fingers, white girls making noise (aahh)
Want the juice, I can't find in the store (juice)
Heavy bag ain't enough, I want more (ahn ahn)
Put my room looking just like a store (shu)
Gotta pee, put a thous' on the floor
Bitch I'm gon' buy my toys (piiu)
Put the ice in my cup lil boy (ice)
Living high like a dove lil boy (swiu)
Got your bitch on her knees, she blows (bitch)
I can shoot on your face, close (pow pow)
Switching hos like I'm switching my flows ( switch )
All the necks in the crew getting cold (ice )
Told u I could freeze your lies and I froze (Jay??)
Back in the days didn't wanna be paid
But I got dues and someone gotta pay
Give me the bag I don't play with you gay
Open your mind with a knife, I don't play
Looking for blood, bitch, I'm outta the cage
Fill up the bag I show up on your place
President bodies flowing through my brain
Don't even call me if u ain't gonna pay
