(I-i, bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Got-got, bitch, I-bitch, I-bitch, I got my bands up
I-i, bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Got-got, bitch, I-)
Bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Wallet gettin' bigger, need a belt to keep the pants up
Pop a couple .9s up at his feet, now he a dancer
Pussy postin' pics like it's an evo just a lancer
Bitch, I got the magic, bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Wallet gettin' bigger, need a belt to keep the pants up
Pop a couple .9s up at his feet, now he a dancer
Pussy postin' pics like it's an evo just a lancer
Bitch, I got the magic, come and see the necromancer
I-i-i'ma light a church up, liquor in my cup, uh
Bitch, you got me f*cked up, steady with the pump, yuh
Click-clack, blow, nuke-town or the slums
Typin' in the comments, like a bunch of f*ckin' bums
Think I'm 'bout done with these muthaf*ckas
Everybody really wanna be the one to talk that shit
Ain't nobody really wanna do it in the same room
Guess I better be the one to walk that shit
Get, get up out the goddy with a shotty
Everybody really gonna wanna put the f*ckin' hands up quick
Gimme, gimme, gimme the cash
I'm boutta pull up on a mothaf*cka comin' for the brand new whip
Bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Wallet gettin' bigger, need a belt to keep the pants up
Pop a couple .9s up at his feet, now he a dancer
Pussy postin' pics like it's an evo just a lancer
Bitch, I got the magic, bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Wallet gettin' bigger, need a belt to keep the pants up
Pop a couple .9s up at his feet, now he a dancer
Pussy postin' pics like it's an evo just a lancer
Bitch, I got the magic, come and see the necromancer
Think I be goin' insane
Bitch, I'm an animal, I can't be tamed
Flow is intangible, we ain't the same
Feel like I'm Voldemort, don't say my name
I just be doublin' down on the fact that this shit is too easy
That's why I can make what I make
Keep me locked up, 'cause if I'm gettin' buck
Then you know I be takin' up over the space
Spin that boy, like a Beyblade
'Other way, mane, I don't wanna be the next to the grave, say
Hypothetical enemies with an AK
Run up on a mothaf*cka, but he keep the blade safe
Ayy, and I'm back with a bang
Pull up that pin, bitch, get out the way
Ain't a damn thing change, when I made a bag
Just a couple of cars and I'ma never look back
Bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Wallet gettin' bigger, need a belt to keep the pants up
Pop a couple .9s up at his feet, now he a dancer
Pussy postin' pics like it's an evo just a lancer
Bitch, I got the magic, bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Wallet gettin' bigger, need a belt to keep the pants up
Pop a couple .9s up at his feet, now he a dancer
Pussy postin' pics like it's an evo just a lancer
Bitch, I got the magic, come and see the necromancer
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(I-i, bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Got-got, bitch, I-bitch, I-bitch, I got my bands up
I-i, bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Got-got, bitch, I-)
Bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Wallet gettin' bigger, need a belt to keep the pants up
Pop a couple .9s up at his feet, now he a dancer
Pussy postin' pics like it's an evo just a lancer
Bitch, I got the magic, bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Wallet gettin' bigger, need a belt to keep the pants up
Pop a couple .9s up at his feet, now he a dancer
Pussy postin' pics like it's an evo just a lancer
Bitch, I got the magic, come and see the necromancer
I-i-i'ma light a church up, liquor in my cup, uh
Bitch, you got me f*cked up, steady with the pump, yuh
Click-clack, blow, nuke-town or the slums
Typin' in the comments, like a bunch of f*ckin' bums
Think I'm 'bout done with these muthaf*ckas
Everybody really wanna be the one to talk that shit
Ain't nobody really wanna do it in the same room
Guess I better be the one to walk that shit
Get, get up out the goddy with a shotty
Everybody really gonna wanna put the f*ckin' hands up quick
Gimme, gimme, gimme the cash
I'm boutta pull up on a mothaf*cka comin' for the brand new whip
Bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Wallet gettin' bigger, need a belt to keep the pants up
Pop a couple .9s up at his feet, now he a dancer
Pussy postin' pics like it's an evo just a lancer
Bitch, I got the magic, bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Wallet gettin' bigger, need a belt to keep the pants up
Pop a couple .9s up at his feet, now he a dancer
Pussy postin' pics like it's an evo just a lancer
Bitch, I got the magic, come and see the necromancer
Think I be goin' insane
Bitch, I'm an animal, I can't be tamed
Flow is intangible, we ain't the same
Feel like I'm Voldemort, don't say my name
I just be doublin' down on the fact that this shit is too easy
That's why I can make what I make
Keep me locked up, 'cause if I'm gettin' buck
Then you know I be takin' up over the space
Spin that boy, like a Beyblade
'Other way, mane, I don't wanna be the next to the grave, say
Hypothetical enemies with an AK
Run up on a mothaf*cka, but he keep the blade safe
Ayy, and I'm back with a bang
Pull up that pin, bitch, get out the way
Ain't a damn thing change, when I made a bag
Just a couple of cars and I'ma never look back
Bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Wallet gettin' bigger, need a belt to keep the pants up
Pop a couple .9s up at his feet, now he a dancer
Pussy postin' pics like it's an evo just a lancer
Bitch, I got the magic, bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Wallet gettin' bigger, need a belt to keep the pants up
Pop a couple .9s up at his feet, now he a dancer
Pussy postin' pics like it's an evo just a lancer
Bitch, I got the magic, come and see the necromancer
Got-got, bitch, I-bitch, I-bitch, I got my bands up
I-i, bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Got-got, bitch, I-)
Bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Wallet gettin' bigger, need a belt to keep the pants up
Pop a couple .9s up at his feet, now he a dancer
Pussy postin' pics like it's an evo just a lancer
Bitch, I got the magic, bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Wallet gettin' bigger, need a belt to keep the pants up
Pop a couple .9s up at his feet, now he a dancer
Pussy postin' pics like it's an evo just a lancer
Bitch, I got the magic, come and see the necromancer
I-i-i'ma light a church up, liquor in my cup, uh
Bitch, you got me f*cked up, steady with the pump, yuh
Click-clack, blow, nuke-town or the slums
Typin' in the comments, like a bunch of f*ckin' bums
Think I'm 'bout done with these muthaf*ckas
Everybody really wanna be the one to talk that shit
Ain't nobody really wanna do it in the same room
Guess I better be the one to walk that shit
Get, get up out the goddy with a shotty
Everybody really gonna wanna put the f*ckin' hands up quick
Gimme, gimme, gimme the cash
I'm boutta pull up on a mothaf*cka comin' for the brand new whip
Bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Wallet gettin' bigger, need a belt to keep the pants up
Pop a couple .9s up at his feet, now he a dancer
Pussy postin' pics like it's an evo just a lancer
Bitch, I got the magic, bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Wallet gettin' bigger, need a belt to keep the pants up
Pop a couple .9s up at his feet, now he a dancer
Pussy postin' pics like it's an evo just a lancer
Bitch, I got the magic, come and see the necromancer
Think I be goin' insane
Bitch, I'm an animal, I can't be tamed
Flow is intangible, we ain't the same
Feel like I'm Voldemort, don't say my name
I just be doublin' down on the fact that this shit is too easy
That's why I can make what I make
Keep me locked up, 'cause if I'm gettin' buck
Then you know I be takin' up over the space
Spin that boy, like a Beyblade
'Other way, mane, I don't wanna be the next to the grave, say
Hypothetical enemies with an AK
Run up on a mothaf*cka, but he keep the blade safe
Ayy, and I'm back with a bang
Pull up that pin, bitch, get out the way
Ain't a damn thing change, when I made a bag
Just a couple of cars and I'ma never look back
Bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Wallet gettin' bigger, need a belt to keep the pants up
Pop a couple .9s up at his feet, now he a dancer
Pussy postin' pics like it's an evo just a lancer
Bitch, I got the magic, bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Wallet gettin' bigger, need a belt to keep the pants up
Pop a couple .9s up at his feet, now he a dancer
Pussy postin' pics like it's an evo just a lancer
Bitch, I got the magic, come and see the necromancer
Writer: Kalem Tarrant
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management