Bag Song Video (MV)

Yeah, it's too cold, nigga, whoo

Times got hard, I pick my head up
Always askin' for the motion, get your bread
Up
She was trippin' and was playin', now I'm fed
Up
Life was movin' slow-mo, then it sped up
I had to go and get some checks for you to Check up
It was cool with you around, but then you Messed up
All my opps keep dyin', they need to vest up
Never put your trust into these hoes, they get You set up

More money, the more problems it bring
I don't trust a single one, cause all these
F*ckin' hoes be green
Nah for real, I'm bein' honest, all these
Hoes be for the team
But I ain't trippin' when I meet the right
One, by her celine
She hate when I sip lean, She said it make
Me mean
I'm back poppin' the beans, I like to count
The green
Every time one get to trippin', then I go
Back and get three
Yeah, I'm married to the money, yeah, it's
Really meant to be
They ask me where I'm at, I'm probably paper
Chasin' overseas
They ask me where I'm at, she ain't lookin
For you, she lookin' for me
My closet bussin', got designer and I rock
The purple jeans
You need to wake up, you hoes delusional
Why can't you see

Like I'm Draymond Green, now I get you Stepped on
My youngins bad as hell, they pullin' up, they Get you repped on
Now your girl wanna mess with me, cause my Dreads long
Im really startin' to think that I can't just make A bad song

Whole team got motion, yeah, I bag long
I like to count the money, ooh, this the bag Song
I gotta get this shit, my all could be my last Song
The motion never gonna stop, it took me mad Long It took me mad long