Bag

[Intro: RLSG KD]
RLSG
Gang

[Verse 1: RLSG BSmith]
I just made a play so big, I forgot to brag
Amiri denims all on my ass, I still rock the tag
I was born a first child, nigga, I can't come in last
Pourin' Hi-Tech red out the pint, it come in a glass
I just fucked a bitch on the floor, tryna break her back
Then I made that bitch go home like, "Where your panties at?"
If I ever go broke, mmm, nigga, give me that
You ain't gettin' a chain off my neck, my granny gave me that
I just rolled a big 'Wood up, it's a baseball bat
Y'all should've been some baseball players, y'all so full of cap
KD got an eight poured up, I'm finna take a nap
Then I'ma pop me a lil' bean and try to bring me back
I'm just tryna cop me a new Benz, you still want a Scat
All them high-powered motor Dodges, we done been did that
Niggas get to talkin' shit and hide like where your manners at?
My niggas get to loadin' up and slidin' with them Thundercats

[Chorus: Yefe]
You said you in your bag, I went through it, I ain't find nothin'
All my niggas CCW, but we ain't hidin' nothin'
Can't walk a mile in these shoes, well, you ain't got nothin'
I can't let you stab me in the back, you get shot for it
You said you in your bag, I went through it, I ain't find nothin'
All my niggas CCW, but we ain't hidin' nothin'
Can't walk a mile in these shoes, well, you ain't got nothin'
I can't let you stab me in the back, you get shot for it

[Verse 2: RLSG KD]
T-shirt got me feelin' trendy, you don't know Danny
Best friend mama had the drank, you don't know Tammy
Beat a nigga ass, I'm a savage, you don't know Randy
Nigga, you a bitch with a dick, you a whole tranny
I don't know these niggas from a can of soup
They don't know me either, I'm too out the loop
Know you heard stories about me, how I used to shoot
Niggas for no motherfuckin' reason, better grab a suit
Got the hood on lockdown, you need a key to come
Matter fact, y'all ain't seen enough
Sick niggas all on the 'net just actin' tough
Smack a nigga with the keyboard, the A button stuck
Hood nigga in designer, dope-stained clothes
She don't like hangin' with you niggas 'cause y'all do the most
Only like fuckin' with a bitch if she do the gross
I'm tryna teach my white bitch how to make rows

[Chorus: Yefe]
You said you in your bag, I went through it, I ain't find nothin'
All my niggas CCW, but we ain't hidin' nothin'
Can't walk a mile in these shoes, well, you ain't got nothin'
I can't let you stab me in the back, you get shot for it
You said you in your bag, I went through it, I ain't find nothin'
All my niggas CCW, but we ain't hidin' nothin'
Can't walk a mile in these shoes, well, you ain't got nothin'
I can't let you stab me in the back, you get shot for it