I don't know about the bags, and I don't know about them bags, and I don't know about them
Bags
I ain't know about the bags, your shit is trash, when you pull in your crash, I'm about
To pull up some facts, maybe some rags, maybe they came with a hat
I gotta pole on me right now, just to make it last
I gotta whole Rari on me, just to make it go fast
I'm about to bust up a nut, I'm about to bust up a Nut, I'm about to get me slut
I'm about to hurry up and f*ck, I'm about to turn This shit up, I'm about to give
It no f*cks, I'm about to give it no f*cks
And she ain't on my own, don't piss him off, I'm About to give that shit, run him off, don't talk
I'm about to give that bitch all my balls don't talk, What you know about them f*cking bags
What you know about them f*cking bags
What you know about them f*cking bags
What you know about them f*cking bags